The moonlight seeped through the shattered door, casting long shadows across the cabin. The air was thick with tension as Harris’s cold, calculating eyes never left Eva. His finger remained firmly on the trigger, aimed directly at Marcus’s head."Last chance," Harris said, his voice low but commanding. "Drop the weapon or I pull the trigger."Eva's heart raced as her hands trembled, gripping her pistol tightly. Her mind screamed at her to think—there had to be a way out of this. But every option seemed to lead to the same conclusion: Marcus wouldn’t survive if she didn’t act fast.Coleman’s voice cut through the silence like a blade. "Eva, don’t do it. He’s bluffing."Harris cocked his head, that cruel smile never leaving his face. "Am I?"In a flash, Harris’s men entered the cabin behind him, weapons drawn. They fanned out, blocking every possible exit. The situation was rapidly slipping out of control.Eva’s eyes darted around, looking for a miracle, but all she saw were the cold, s
his fingers weakly curling around hers. “You don’t have to do this.”Eva’s throat tightened as she felt his touch. “I do. I won’t let you die, Marcus. Not like this.”The weight of unspoken feelings pressed on her chest, but there was no time to acknowledge them fully. Not with Harris and his men watching, waiting to pounce the moment she faltered. She had to stay strong—for Marcus, for Coleman, and for herself.Harris clapped his hands once, breaking the moment. “Touching. Really. But time’s ticking, Eva. You’ve got a decision to make.”Eva stood up, squaring her shoulders. “I’ve made my choice. I’ll get you the codes, but you have to keep them alive.”Harris raised an eyebrow. “You’re in no position to make demands, but… I’ll indulge you. They stay breathing—at least until you deliver.” He motioned to his men. “Let’s go.”One of Harris’s men grabbed Eva’s arm roughly, pulling her toward the door. She glanced back at Marcus, their eyes locking one last time before the cold night air
His fingers weakly curling around hers. “You don’t have to do this.”Eva’s throat tightened as she felt his touch. “I do. I won’t let you die, Marcus. Not like this.”The weight of unspoken feelings pressed on her chest, but there was no time to acknowledge them fully. Not with Harris and his men watching, waiting to pounce the moment she faltered. She had to stay strong—for Marcus, for Coleman, and for herself.Harris clapped his hands once, breaking the moment. “Touching. Really. But time’s ticking, Eva. You’ve got a decision to make.”Eva stood up, squaring her shoulders. “I’ve made my choice. I’ll get you the codes, but you have to keep them alive.”Harris raised an eyebrow. “You’re in no position to make demands, but… I’ll indulge you. They stay breathing—at least until you deliver.” He motioned to his men. “Let’s go.”One of Harris’s men grabbed Eva’s arm roughly, pulling her toward the door. She glanced back at Marcus, their eyes locking one last time before the cold night air
Eva's pulse pounded in her ears as the figure stepped out of the shadows, his face obscured by the dim light. The weight of the situation hung heavily in the air, but she couldn’t afford to hesitate.The man took a step closer, his hand resting on the grip of the gun holstered at his side. “I suggest you stop running, Eva.”Eva’s eyes flicked to Marcus, who was still too weak to fight, and then back to the man blocking their path. “Who sent you?” Her voice was firm, masking the fear threatening to creep in.He smirked, pulling his gun out slowly. “Harris, of course. You didn’t think you’d get away that easily, did you?”Eva’s mind raced as she subtly scanned their surroundings. There had to be a way out, something she could use to turn the tide. But right now, they were trapped, with a trained killer standing between them and freedom.Marcus struggled to his feet beside her. “We don’t have time for this,” he muttered, his breath shallow.Eva squeezed his arm, signaling him to stay bac
The cold night air burned in Eva’s lungs as she dragged Marcus through the narrow alley. Behind them, the sound of Harris’s men swarming the scene grew fainter, but Eva knew it was only a matter of time before they were back on their trail.“You… you didn’t have to save me,” Marcus gasped, his voice barely above a whisper.“Shut up and keep moving,” Eva snapped, her tone sharp, but laced with concern. She glanced back at him, his face pale and slick with sweat. “We’re not out of this yet.”“I’m slowing you down,” Marcus muttered, leaning heavily on her. “I’m dead weight.”Eva’s eyes narrowed. “You’re not dead yet. Now shut up and focus on breathing.”Marcus didn’t respond, but his breathing grew more labored. Eva cursed under her breath. They had to find a place to lay low, but there was no time. Not with Harris’s men combing the streets. She glanced at the blood seeping through Marcus’s shirt. They couldn’t stop—not yet.“We need to get you to a doctor,” she muttered, her voice more
Marcus: Eva, what the hell was that back there?Eva: I’ll explain later. We need to keep moving before Harris catches up.Coleman: Moving where? We don’t even know the layout of this place.Eva: Trust me. I’ve been here before. There's a tunnel that leads out—just follow me.Marcus: You rigged the place. You weren’t bluffing?Eva: No, I wasn’t. But it wasn’t a real bomb, more of a distraction. We have a few minutes, tops.Coleman: So what’s the plan now?Eva: Get to the tunnel, regroup, and figure out how to stop Harris for good.Marcus: And what about the codes?Eva: I gave him false data. Enough to keep him busy, but not enough to give him access.Coleman: So he’s going to figure it out eventually. That won’t buy us much time.Eva: Exactly. That’s why we need to get out of here and fast. Once he knows he’s been duped, he’ll come after us with everything he’s got.Marcus: He already is. I can hear his men closing in.Coleman: How far is this tunnel, Eva?Eva: Just ahead. We’ll make i
Marcus: We can’t stay pinned down here forever, Coleman.Coleman: I know. But Harris has this place locked down tight. If we move too soon, we’re dead.Marcus: We need a distraction, something big.Coleman: How do you want to do that? We’ve got limited ammo and resources.Marcus: There’s always something.Marcus: A little surprise Eva left me. It’s a jammer. Should scramble his communications for a while.Coleman: Why didn’t you tell me you had that?Marcus: Wasn’t sure we’d need it until now.Marcus activates the jammer.Coleman: Alright, that buys us some time. What now?Marcus: Now we move.Coleman: We’re getting close. Harris has to be in that main building.Marcus: We’re not leaving until he’s in cuffs. Or a body bag.Coleman: Preferably the first.Marcus: This feels too easy.Coleman: I know. It’s too quiet.Marcus: Harris is playing us. But we don’t have a choice. He’s inside, and we’re ending this.They enter the building cautiously.Coleman: There’s no sign of guards.Marcus:
Marcus: You’re going down, Harris!Harris: You think a punch will save you now? You’re all talk!Coleman: I’m almost there! Just hold him!Harris: You think you can stop me from this? The world will burn, Marcus!Marcus: Not if I can help it!Marcus pushes Harris harder against the wall, their faces inches apart.Harris: You’re too late!Coleman: Got it! I just need to input the code!Marcus: Hurry, Coleman!Harris: You can’t stop the countdown! You don’t even know how to disable it!Coleman: Give me a break, Harris! You’ve underestimated us this whole time!Harris: Underestimate you? You’re just a soldier in a dying world!Marcus: I won’t let you destroy everything.Harris: It’s already begun.Coleman: Almost there…Marcus squeezes harder, trying to keep Harris under control.Marcus: You think you’re invincible?Coleman: I’m in!Harris: No!Just as Coleman hits the final key, the room explodes with bright lights and sirens blare.Coleman: I did it! I stopped it!Harris’s face drops.