Chapter 3 - The Steel Door
The heavy paddle struck Vance across the jaw with a sickening crack.
He collapsed to the pristine white floor in a heap.
Clara instantly ripped the IV line out of Adrian's arm.
She tossed the poisoned bag across the room.
Outside the glass windows, the four guards realized what she had just done to their doctor.
They drew their weapons and charged toward the clinic door.
Clara slammed her fist onto the emergency lockdown button on the wall.
A thick steel blast door slammed shut just as the first bullets shattered the outer glass.
The heavy locks engaged with a loud mechanical thud.
Clara backed away, breathing heavily as the guards pounded their fists against the reinforced steel.
She was trapped in a sealed bunker with a dying boss, an unconscious doctor, and a lethal guard dog.
Titan barked viciously at the door, spit flying from his jaws.
Clara turned her attention back to Adrian.
She grabbed a fresh bag of real saline and flushed his veins to dilute the poison.
His heart rate slowly began to stabilize on the monitor.
She wiped the sweat from her forehead, thinking she had bought them some time.
Suddenly, a cold, bloody hand clamped down on her throat.
Adrian's eyes were wide open, burning with fever and absolute paranoia.
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He dragged her down to his face, his grip like a vice despite his injuries.
"Who sent you?" he rasped, fully believing she was the assassin.
