Isabel POV
The explosion rippled through the building like a low growl, shaking the floor beneath us and sending loose cables swinging. The emergency lights flickered, casting long, jittery shadows. My heart was pounding as I stared at Diego, slumped over the console.
"Diego!" Miguel shouted, rushing to his side.
I followed; my legs unsteady. Gideon was gone, but his men would be regrouping, and the system wasn't fully offline. The glowing text on the screen read Override in Progress, but there was no telling if it would finish before they found us.
"Miguel, we have to move," I said, my voice sharp but trembling.
"Not without him," Miguel snapped, checking for a pulse.
"He's breathing," Miguel said after a pause, his voice tight. "We can't leave him here."
"Then we carry him," Marissa said, appearing in the doorway. "We've got incoming. Whatever you're doing, wrap it up."
