She didn’t think. She grabbed the stylus.
Jenna looked at the stylus resting in its silicone cradle. Innocent. Weightless. Her father’s final puzzle. vinsa tablet driver
Jenna had eleven seconds. She yanked the USB cord, ripped the tablet from its port, and threw it into the far corner of the lab. She dove behind the steel table as the air turned white and silent. She didn’t think
Jenna’s eyes snapped back to the screen. The crimson node had started to pulse faster. “Targeting what?” ripped the tablet from its port
But outside her window, the city lights stayed on.