Jill Knew

Jack turned to Jill, the weight of their predicament evident in his furrowed brow and determined gaze. "Sooner or later, another attack is inevitable," he began, his voice edged with urgency. "Patrick won't sit idly by after what happened in the lab. He'll be gearing up, preparing for his next move, and we need to be ready."

Jill's expression mirrored Jack's seriousness as she absorbed his words. "You're right," she affirmed, her tone resolute. "We can't afford to let our guard down, not even for a moment. We need to anticipate his every move and be one step ahead."

With a deep breath, Jack delved into a detailed account of the lab's layout and contents. He painted a vivid picture of the experiments conducted within its walls, describing the eerie atmosphere and the chilling precision with which The Golden Apple operated.

"There was a section dedicated to genetic manipulation," Jack explained, his voice tinged with a mixture of concern and determination. "They were tampering with DNA,