Chapter 95

Claire's POV The computer screen blazed with angry red warnings as the simulation completed its analysis. CRITICAL FAILURE flashed across the display in bold letters, followed by a cascade of alarming data points that made my stomach drop. The compound we had nearly proceeded with wasn't just ineffective—it would have become violently unstable under laboratory conditions. I stared at the results, my hands trembling slightly as the full scope of what we'd almost done sank in. The simulation showed that within thirty minutes of mixing, the altered formulation would have generated toxic byproducts and potentially explosive reactions. We weren't just looking at ruined research—we were looking at a scenario that could have seriously injured or killed members of my team. "My God," Dr. Patricia breathed, leaning over my shoulder to read the simulation output. Her face had gone ashen as she processed the implications. "Claire, if you hadn't caught this..." "The entire lab could have been evacu