DIEGO

"All twenty nine bottles are intact. Only one had a crack," Jeremy reported from his desk while arranging the bottles containing the substance.

They successfully acquired the bag Anna hid in the trash bin she made mention of.

"This will do just fine, Alpha. We should have the cure in our hands in no time," He said, smiling at Arnold, who was standing next to the desk, nursing his arm.

I hummed at his words before turning over to look into the room next to us.

My Anna was lying in there. ...