Racing against the clock.
Aylin watched it disappear from the camera, feeling helpless and lost.
She was supposed to be in charge, supposed to have all the info, supposed to see everything.
But she hadn't seen this.
She hadn't predicted it.
She hadn't stopped it.
Liam reached out and took her hand. "He's still alive. Kade will get him to the hospital. They'll save him."
"You can't know that," she said, shaking her head.
"I'm choosing to believe it. Because thinking otherwise—" His voice cracked for a second. "The other option is just not okay."
Aylin held his hand tighter, took a shaky breath, and forced herself to focus.
They still had work to do.
The war was far from over.
Racing against the clock.
Aylin watched it disappear from the camera, feeling helpless and lost.
She glanced back at the monitors, looking through the feeds.
Zayden was in the parking lot, phone pressed to his ear, talking to someone.
