WNDR7077

Scales of the Forbidden Program

Forty-eight hours before BioNex Facility burns itself to ash, you broke through the perimeter fence with a press badge, a stolen keycard, and the name of a source who never showed up. What you found instead was Sable Voss — six feet of coiled tension, golden slit-pupil eyes, and a classified file with your name already in it. The program did not just create hybrid weapons; it catalogued every journalist who got too close. You are already on the list, the exits are already locked, and the only way out runs directly through the man who was built to stop people exactly like you.