Chapter 1780
It was beyond theirprehension how Yvonne, such a bright and promising child, could be taken
from this world so soon. It was a tragedy when the old must bury the young.
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The room was thick with tension, all eyes fixed on Leonard after his somber deration. His gaze
was affixed to the stack of papers before him as he closed his eyes, "Investigate. If it''s really him,
there will be no mercy."
Clearly, among those present, Leonard''s word wasw. His directive left no room for doubt, and
action 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 body
was numb and unresponsive.
The space in front of her was whitewashed; seemed like she was encased in a hibernation
chamber.
She blinked but couldn’t discern anything, only a small ss pane above her through which she
could glimpse the ceiling outside.
Outside the chamber, Sarah monitored the flickering streams of data with a steely detachment. Her
fingers danced across the screen, ncing at Fitch, who had been wheeled out earlier. His trial run
had been the first, and now, his body''s vitals were peaking, ready for the next phase.
Sarah kept a vignt watch over the remaining data, fearful of any mishap. She also made a call to
Bernard.
"Mr. March, care to witness the proceedings? By tomorrow evening, Fitch''s experiment should be
complete. Give it an hour, and you''ll see your son slowlye to. Then it''s Maja''s turn. If all goes
well, by eleven at night. Will you note 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''lle by.
Sarah, you''re sure there''s a seventy-percent sess rate?"
"I wouldn''t deceive you, Mr. March."
Bernard exhaled in relief. He gazed out at the darkening sky, contemting the lonely night -
perhaps hisst alone.
By the following evening, he hoped to be reunited with his son and beloved wife. Bernard inhaled
deeply and reached out to y with the bird in the cage. Once it was vibrant with color; its feathers
were now sparse from age, yet it remained his cherishedpanion.
Someone entered the room, "Sir, it seems the Sanders family has stirred up quite themotion."
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 receive
us."
Bernard''s smile broadened as he lowered his hand, "As long as we''re prepared. I have their families
in my grasp; they wouldn''t dare make a move."
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have chosen that location. Destruction there would mean a significant loss
of talent for Windhelm; nobody would act rashly.
Lingery nodded thoughtfully. Nearly everyone inside there now had be a hostage. Everyone
wanted 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 a
small patch of space before her.
Soon, Sarah stood up. At this hour, she would always take a walk, a habit from years ofb work.
After all, she was craving freedom due to long time of being cooped up in the research base, and
the 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.