Chapter 94

Claire's POV The next morning, I was preparing for the new experimental phase. Something felt off. On paper, the numbers from the previous team were correct, but my gut screamed that a variable was wrong. I ran the initial diagnostic simulations again, trusting my intuition over the doctored logs. The results made my blood run cold. The stabilizing agent concentrations were completely wrong—not by a small margin that could be attributed to human error, but by precisely the amount that would cause the neurological damage we'd observed in yesterday's test subjects. This wasn't a mistake. This was deliberate sabotage. My hands trembled as I cross-referenced the batch numbers with our inventory logs. The contaminated stabilizer had been prepared exactly during the transition period when new team members were being integrated. Someone had used the chaos of equipment moves and protocol updates to cover their tracks. "Dr. Patricia," I called, my voice tight with controlled panic. "We need to