Chapter 10 - THE FINAL TRUTHA week later, we were in a small cabin in the mountains. I had quit my practice. I had changed my name.
I looked at Owen. He was sleeping, his face finally peaceful.
I reached for his backpack, which I had saved from the locker. Inside, I found a small digital recorder. I pressed play.
"Adrian," Marcus’s voice crackled. "If you’re hearing this, the prototype is safe. Owen isn't just a child. He’s the backup drive for everything. His memories are the key to the entire research project. Don't trust the doctors. Don't trust the government. Keep running. And keep the watch. It’s a tracker, but not for them. It’s for us."
I looked at the watch on my wrist. It began to glow, a faint blue light pulsating in the dark.
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It wasn't a tracker. It was a map. And it was moving.
The story wasn't ending; it was just beginning. And this time, I wasn't just a doctor—I was the guardian of the most dangerous secret on earth.
