Damian Gallagher stood frozen in the lobby of the Horton Group, his eyes scanning the crowd of employees rushing past. That woman—he could have sworn he'd just seen Alice's savior. The glimpse had been brief, just a flash of familiar features disappearing around a corner, but something in his gut told him it was her.
He took a step forward, intending to follow, when his phone vibrated. The hospital. Alice needed him.
With one last glance down the hallway, Damian turned and headed for the exit. Finding Lyra Moreau would have to wait.
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"Are you actually serious right now?" Owen whispered, leaning close to Lyra's desk in the R&D department. "Four days? For a complete energy conversion solution?"
Lyra looked up from her computer, taking in the chaos around her. The entire department was in panic mode. Researchers rushed between workstations, voices grew increasingly frantic, and someone in the corner looked dangerously close to tears.
