Chapter 758
Chapter 758:
Lucian took a drag of his cigarette, the ember glowing bright orange in the darkness. He exhaled a long plume of smoke.
“The Chrysalis,” Lucian said.
“What p>
“That’s what she calls it,” Lucian said. “It’s a bunker. Underground. Leftover from the Cold War. She retrofitted it for her… experiments. High security. Independent power grid. Biometric locks. It matches your textile factory theory p>
“Where is it?” Alistair demanded.
“Under the old textile factory in the industrial zone,” Lucian said, flicking his cigarette away. “But you can’t just walk in. The air filtration system is rigged with the same neurotoxin she used on your secretary. You breach the door, everyone inside dies. Including Daddy p>
Skye felt a wave of nausea. “So we can’t get in p>
“Not through the door,” Lucian said, grinning—a predatory expression that made him look like a shark sensing blood. “But the facility needs water. Massive amounts of it for the cooling systems. There’s an intake pipe from the river p>
“We’re going to swim in?” Alistair asked, disgusted.
“Scuba,” Lucian corrected. “We go in through the drainage. We bypass the airlocks. We pop up in the maintenance sector p>
“It’s suicide,” Alistair said.
“It’s Tuesday,” Lucian shrugged.
“I’m going,” Skye said.
“No,” both men said in unison.
“He’s my father!” Skye shouted. “I’m not sitting in a van while you two play hero! Besides, you need me p>
“Why?” Lucian asked.
“Because the Chrysalis was built by Sterling engineers,” Skye said. “My father told me stories about his secret lab when I was a kid. He taught me the emergency override codes. Not a key, not a scan. A sequence. S-K-Y-E-0-1. If those locks are original, I’m the only one who can open them without triggering the gas p>
𝗜n𝘀𝘁a𝗻𝗍 𝗮𝘤c𝘦𝗌𝘴 о𝗇 𝖻𝘦.c𝗼𝗺
Lucian looked at Alistair. Alistair looked at Skye. He saw the set of her jaw, the shaking of her hands that wasn’t fear, but adrenaline.
“Fine,” Alistair sighed. “But you stay behind me. And if I say run, you run p>
“Deal,” Skye said.
“One problem,” Lucian said. “We need gear. And not just wetsuits. We need rebreathers, EMP charges, and silent drills. That kind of hardware isn’t at Walmart p>
“I know where to get it,” Skye said.
“Where p>
“The police impound,” Skye said. “They confiscated a shipment of Navy SEAL gear from a smuggler last month. It’s sitting in Evidence Locker B p>
“You want to rob the police station?” Alistair looked at her like she had grown a second head.
“I don’t want to rob it,” Skye said, pulling out her phone. “I want to walk in and take it p>
“How p>
Skye dialed a number. “Chief Liu owes me a favor. And I’m about to call it in p>