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Brackham couldn't stop imagining the lab in ruins—vampires tearing through steel doors, destroying the very project he had dedicated years to.
'No.' He clenched his jaw. He couldn't let that happen.
When they surfaced in the garage beneath Government House, Brackham leaned toward his Head of Security.
"Tighten the perimeter around the lab. I don't care how many men it takes. And listen carefully—if any idiot wanders too close, I don't care if they are innocent or not… shoot them. Kill them before they even blink."
The Head of Security swallowed hard but nodded. "Yes, sir."
Brackham's eyes burned with cold fire. "If we lose that lab, we lose everything."
Minutes later, back in his office, the mayor stripped off his jacket and dropped heavily into his chair. Then he grabbed the phone and dialled his secretary.
"Send a notification to every senator," he said flatly. "There will be an emergency session this Midnight. It is non-negotiable."
"Yes, Sir."
