Chapter 22: The Race to the Surface
"I'm leaving, Evelyn," Julian’s voice mocked. "A helicopter is waiting on the roof. You can detonate the servers and die in the rubble, or you can chase me and lose it all."
Elena slammed her hand onto the detonator. A massive shockwave rocked the facility. Concrete cracked, and pipes burst, raining freezing water down on her. She wasn't going to let him escape. She scrambled toward the emergency stairwell, her lungs burning, blood staining her shirt dark crimson.
