Female Novel
Chapter 1780
It was beyond their comprehension how Yvonne, such a bright and promising child, could be takenfrom this world so soon. It was a tragedy when the old must bury the young.
The room was thick with tension, all eyes fixed on Leonard after his somber declaration. His gazewas affixed to the stack of papers before him as he closed his eyes, "Investigate. If it's really him,there will be no mercy."novelbin
Clearly, among those present, Leonard's word was law. His directive left no room for doubt, andaction was swiftly undertaken as the higher-ups began to coordinate their next move.
Night had already enveloped the sky.
When Maja awoke, she found herself lying in a bed, her eyes able to move, but the rest of her bodywas numb and unresponsive.
The space in front of her was whitewashed; seemed like she was encased in a hibernationchamber.
She blinked but couldn’t discern anything, only a small glass pane above her through which shecould glimpse the ceiling outside.
Outside the chamber, Sarah monitored the flickering streams of data with a steely detachment. Herfingers danced across the screen, glancing at Fitch, who had been wheeled out earlier. His trial runhad been the first, and now, his body's vitals were peaking, ready for the next phase.
Sarah kept a vigilant watch over the remaining data, fearful of any mishap. She also made a call toBernard.
"Mr. March, care to witness the proceedings? By tomorrow evening, Fitch's experiment should becomplete. Give it an hour, and you'll see your son slowly come to. Then it's Maja's turn. If all goes
well, by eleven at night. Will you not come to see?"
After years of preparation, could he resist the chance to see it with his own eyes?
Bernard's breathing grew heavy, his nervousness palpable, "Two in the afternoon, I'll come by.Sarah, you're sure there's a seventy-percent success rate?"
"I wouldn't deceive you, Mr. March."
Bernard exhaled in relief. He gazed out at the darkening sky, contemplating the lonely night -perhaps his last alone.
By the following evening, he hoped to be reunited with his son and beloved wife. Bernard inhaleddeeply and reached out to play with the bird in the cage. Once it was vibrant with color; its featherswere now sparse from age, yet it remained his cherished companion.
Someone entered the room, "Sir, it seems the Sanders family has stirred up quite the commotion."
Bernard's fingertips paused, and a curl in his lips.
"Is our escape route ready?"
"All set. We'll go underground and catch a chopper to the border. There's a faction ready to receiveus."
Bernard's smile broadened as he lowered his hand, "As long as we're prepared. I have their familiesin my grasp; they wouldn't dare make a move."
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have chosen that location. Destruction there would mean a significant lossof talent for Windhelm; nobody would act rashly.
Lingery nodded thoughtfully. Nearly everyone inside there now had become a hostage. Everyonewanted their loved ones safe. Any reckless action would mean paying the price of their loss.
Time ticked by, and soon it was the next day.
Maja had hardly slept, the drugs blurring her vision. She couldn't hear anything but could still see asmall patch of space before her.
Soon, Sarah stood up. At this hour, she would always take a walk, a habit from years of lab work.After all, she was craving freedom due to long time of being cooped up in the research base, andthe scenic view here was worth it.
She instructed Queena, "Keep an eye on everything. No mistakes. Mr. March will be here at two."
"Understood, Doctor."
Sarah opened the door and stepped out, donning her hat, eager for a breath of fresh air.Surrounded by armed guards, she couldn't go far, just a few rounds nearby before returning.
As she reached a corner, her eyes caught a bamboo dragonfly lying at her feet.