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    At hismand, the guards lunged for their weapons with frantic purpose.


    But fate had already written their ending. Samuel and his men, weapons already drawn, opened fire in a synchronized storm of bullets. The mountainpound, once wrapped in silence, exploded into violent chaos. Gunshots crackled through the crisp air, startling a flock of birds into panicked flight.


    The guards, fingers still reaching for holsters, crumpled to the ground like marites with severed strings, their final breaths escaping in surprised gasps.


    T had departed earlier, leaving the doctors behind to gather research data—a meticulous process requiring time and precision. So, almost all of the doctors were still here.


    The sudden eruption of gunfire outside made them alert. Their faces turned pale. Their first instinct wasn’t to flee but to erase—their immediate reaction was to wipe clean the data that had consumed their professional lives. If this information fell into unauthorized hands, the world would spiral into chaos. Countless lives hung in the bnce, unknowingly dependent on the deletion of secrets contained within that form.


    However, Katelyn’s vignt eyes had already anticipated this move through the hijacked surveince system. Her voice cut through the tension like winter wind as she directed, “Samuel, move faster. If we don’t act now, they’ll destroy all the data!”


    “Understood!” Samuel replied.


    Once Katelyn issued hermand, Samuel wasted no time and quickly sprang into action. He swiftly gathered his team, leading them straight to the innerboratory.


    But when they reached the door, they were met with an obstacle—a secure password lock that blocked their path. An advanced biometric security system stood in their way. Unlocking it would require an iris scan, and the only ones with ess were the doctors.


    The problem was, the doctors were trapped inside, unable toe out and grant them ess.


    With no way to open the door, Samuel quickly contacted Katelyn for assistance. “Miss Bailey, the door’s locked with an iris scan. We can’t get through.”


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    To make matters worse, the door itself was made from aerospace-grade aluminum, rendering any attempt to force it open useless.


    Through the surveince feed, Katelyn watched in real-time as the doctors began rebooting the systems and destroying the data. The door had to be opened immediately—it was their main objective.


    Katelyn straightened, her gaze fixed on theputer. She instructed, “Give me some space. I’ve got this.”


    After all, it was just an iris lock. Katelyn’s hands moved across the keyboard with lightning speed, the motion almost indistinguishable. As she worked, Vincent casually reached into a drawer, pulled out some candy, and held it out to Katelyn.


    Without missing a beat, Katelyn took the candy and ate it. The rush of sugar was like a reset button for Katelyn’s mind, sharpening her focus instantly.


    In less than a minute, Katelyn hit the Enter key with confidence. “All set,” she said, and the sound of the door unlocking echoed in the room. Samuel and his team stood ready just outside the door. When they heard the lock disengage, they surged forward, threw the door wide open, aimed their guns at the doctors, and shouted, “Don’t move!”


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