Chapter 11 - The Biometric Betrayal
The heavy steel door remained firmly locked behind Arthur, its deadbolts holding fast against his frantic efforts to pry them open with the butt of his sidearm. He turned back to face Madison, his chest heaving with shallow breaths as the adrenaline burned through his system. The girl stood motionless in the dim amber glow of the computer terminals, her luminous violet eyes fixed on him with an unsettling, patient certainty.
“Where is Thomas?” Arthur demanded, stepping past her and examining the massive bank of amber monitors lining the far wall. “You said he’s at the primary core. Which sector?”
Madison didn't flinch. She turned slowly on her heel, her bare feet making no sound against the dusty linoleum floor, and pointed a slender finger toward a heavy steel-reinforced maintenance hatch set into the floor beneath the primary computer console. The hatch stood slightly ajar, a thin ribbon of pale white light spilling out from the shaft below, accompanied by the faint, rhythmic hum of high-capacity cooling fans.
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“Sub-Level 6,” Madison answered, her voice completely dev
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