The footsteps were getting closer now, the echo growing louder and more ominous. Claire's mind raced, torn between the desperate need to finish the download and the undeniable reality that they were running out of time.
94%. The progress bar crawled forward agonizingly slow.
"I'm almost there," she muttered, her eyes glued to the screen.
Mitchell swore under his breath. "We don't have time for 'almost'!"
At 97%, the door burst open.
Mitchell fired the first shot before the guard could even raise his weapon, dropping him instantly. But more figures were coming into view, charging down the hallway with weapons drawn.
Jake grabbed Claire by the arm. "We have to go, now!"
"Wait!" Claire's fingers flew over the keys one last time. The moment the download hit 100%, she yanked the flash drive out of the computer and stuffed it into her pocket. "Got it!"
