Chapter 14 - The Final Transmission
Ryan stared at the blinking amber light with dread. ""That's not just a tracker... that's a broadcast unit. It already sent our exact coordinates out before you smashed it,"" Ryan whispered, his voice trembling. Ethan stared at the light, a cold realization washing over him. The raid on the mansion wasn't an accident, and the escape wasn't a victory—it was all part of a controlled test to see how long the infant's biology could survive under extreme stress. Claire gently unwrapped a corner of the blue blanket to check the baby, and her breath hitched in her throat. The infant's skin wasn't pale anymore; it was glowing with a faint, iridescent pattern that pulsed in sync with the blinking amber light on the broken monitor. ""Ethan... look at him,"" Claire whispered in awe and terror. Suddenly, the low, thrumming sound of a helicopter rotor echoed from above, cutting through the night sky as a blinding searchlight pierced the canopy of the trees, bathing the boat in harsh, inescapable white light.
