Danny hit the ground first, boots sliding over a sheet of shattered safety glass as he dragged Chloe through what remained of the corridor. The alarms were still screaming—shrill, panicked, dissonant—but beneath the chaos there was a deeper vibration, a subsonic hum rolling through the walls like something alive.

The CEO had retreated.

But he’d left a parting gift.

The corridor behind them crackled with a rising, electric static. The glass panels—those that hadn’t already ...