already knew.
Miriam sent a team to intercept him.
I went to the Helixor facility.
For once, I did not go with an army.
Too many people had already been bought.
Miriam came with me.
So did Elena.
We entered through a maintenance tunnel marked on Genevieve’s files.
The laboratory beneath the warehouse was spotless.
New equipment.
Active ventilation.
Medical supplies.
Someone had spent millions keeping the facility invisible.
We passed locked rooms.
Freezers.
Server banks.
Then I heard a voice.
“Lawson.”
Every part of me stopped.
I turned.
Genevieve stood behind a glass partition.
Alive.
Thinner.
Her dark hair cut short.
Face pale.
But alive.
My knees nearly gave out.
She pressed both hands against the glass.
I walked toward her.
For two years, I had imagined a thousand impossible versions of this moment.
None included the rage.
“Why didn’t you come home?”
Tears filled her eyes.
“I couldn’t.”
“
