She gripped the wheel, her eyes reflecting the glowing blue "Complete" notification.

As the progress bar ticked upward, the air around Vara grew cold. Her hummed—an early warning system. Two unmarked black sedans screeched around the corner, their headlights cutting through the smog like predatory eyes.

Vara looked at the screen. The extraction was at 98%. The sedans were doors-open, guards in tactical gear pouring out. She had two choices: