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s. Alden shoved Emerson into the b

on it," Alden bar

ough the heavy New Y

seat. She bit down on her lower

completely silent. Her chest h

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a halt in front of the

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hing the button for the third

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room and held up her hands,

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against the glass windo

al bed. A clear oxygen mask covered his tin

of the room. He held a thick m

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black lines on the paper blurred togethe

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grabbed the edge of the table.

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her eyes wide and d

" Dr. Finch said. "We can harvest the stem cells from the new

son like a physica

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red. He clenched his fist

, ruthless face flashed in Emerson's m

e metal legs screeched against the lino

backed away from the tab

s of a private administrative office,

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ery tremble in her voice, transmitted with brutal clarity directly into his ear. He didn't blink. The muscles

words. That

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