The Barter Novel Sierra and Xavier

---- hundred percent transition He was going to be its creator.

The new God! Everything was perfect.

Yet, he felt restless.

Something was missing.

He doesn't just know what? What is this strange nagging in the back of his mind.

He zoomed in on the screen, his sharp eyes narrowing at Vince and her hugging.

When suddenly he saw her tilt her head slightly, and her crimson eyes snap up directly into the hidden camera.

His breath caught for a fleeting second.

She was looking...

right at him.

Those red eyes cold and emotionless.

This was impossible.

She couldn't know.

The camera was invisible to the naked eye, buried in the wall.

It must be a coincidence! ---- eee Sint The door swung open, snapping Gerald from his thoughts.

One of his guards stood at attention, his face pale but determined Yes, what is it? Gerald turned, his voice sharp and impatient.

The serum is ready for deployment, sir.

We're awaiting your final orders.

A smirk curled at Geralds lip.

He pushed aside the lingering discomfort caused by those red eyes, and forced himself to focus on the dream he has been working on since the last twenty years.

The dream that's so close to being made into a reality.

Gerald stood abruptly, the wheels of his chair scraping against the floor as he turned away from the monitors.

With a purposeful stride, he brushed past the guard, his tailored coat swaying with his movements.

Come.

Let's see what perfection looks like, he muttered, more to himself than anyone else.

---- -_ The corridor leading to the laboratory was cold and sterile, its white walls illuminated by harsh fluorescent lights.noveldrama

Geralds steps echoed ominously as they neared the heavy steel doors of the lab Suddenly he paused.

Ensure no one disturbs me, he ordered the guard without turning around.

The guard gave a brisk nod and stepped back, taking position by the door.

The scanner beeped, and the doors slid open with a hiss, revealing the laboratory in its full, clinical glory.

Rows of machines hummed softly, their displays blinking with data.

The air was thick with the sterile scent of antiseptic, tinged faintly with the metallic bite of machinery.

In the center of the room stood a massive cylindrical chamber, glowing faintly with an ethereal blue light.

Inside, racks of vials were meticulously arranged, each one holding the serum that would change the very dynamics of life Dr.

Hayes, Gerald called out, his voice sharp.

A tall man in a lab coat appeared from behind one of