They were gone before anyone could argue further, disappearing into Seoul's morning streets where sirens were getting closer with each second, and the factory suddenly felt much larger and emptier with just Yoo, Ji-yeon, and four unconscious people who represented both enormous value and enormous liability depending on which faction caught them first.
"Can you wake them?" Ji-yeon asked, moving to stand guard at the eastern entrance.
"Not safely, the sedatives will take hours to clear naturally and forcing them awake could cause complications." Yoo crouched beside Zhao again, checking the old man's pulse which was steady and strong despite his age. "But I can try something else."
He reached into his pocket and pulled out the data chip that Instructor Han had given him back at Crucible, the one with Damascus Protocol information that he hadn't fully examined yet because there hadn't been time between escaping boats and rescuing people and crossing half of Seoul while hypothermic.
