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Chapter 676: On the other end of her earpiece, Gordons voice rang with a hint of impatience.

Youre still enjoying coffee, Allison? Were all on edge, and those four by the lab door havent budged.

The space in front of the lab was narrow, and if the four guards didnt clear out soon, Allison wouldnt be able to use Rowans fingerprint to unlock the door.

Relax, Ive got a plan.

Casually, she took another iced coffee from the fridge, placed it in the microwave, set the timer for three minutes, and closed the door.

Gordon, watching from surveillance, instantly caught on.

Got it.

He quickly switched the surveillance feed back to the lab entrance.

Sure enough, Allison soon appeared on-screen, her footsteps measured, her movements as precise as the ticking of a metronome.

Gordon silently counted down in his mind as Allison neared the lab door.

Three… two… one In the break room, the countdown hit zero, and the microwave began to hum.

The metal can inside rapidly built pressure from the microwaves intense resonance, and as it reached its breaking point, the can burst with a sharp, booming sound.

The explosion echoed like thunder through the entire first basement level.

Where did that explosion happen? In this lab, people were finely tuned to the slightest noise of firearms and explosions.

At that very moment, those working in the area instinctively ducked beneath their desks, while others near the entrance bolted toward the sounds source.

Amid the chaos, Allison seized the moment and stepped out from her hiding spot in the corner.

Explore captivating tales on gα ℓ ησ ν???? ????s․com With quick precision, she slipped on Rowans fingerprint gloves and unlocked the lab door.

Gordon, its set.

Upon hearing that, Gordon immediately alerted Kellan on the first floor.

Cut the power, now! Kellan, sharp and unflinching in a crisis, responded without delay.

Instantly, the entire research facility plunged into darkness.

In the same breath, the surveillance screens in front of Gordon went pitch black.

Amyas voice trembled slightly.

What now? She had been tracking the movements of others for Allison.

Just as she spotted Jareth bolting from his office, the screens went dark, making her heart skip a beat.

Gordon kept a level head, though his fists clenched in reflex.

Relax.

If I were the brains behind this lab, Id have a backup for the surveillance systems.

As he anticipated, about five minutes later, the screens flickered back to life.

Amya wasted no time searching for Jareth he was the most unpredictable, the wild card.

But he was nowhere to be seen on any monitor covering the first basement level.

Amyas face went pale.

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