“In front of five hundred people, live-streamed to the hospital’s network,” Ethan said.

“Richard and Eleanor won’t be able to stop it.”

“It’s risky,” I said, my stomach tightening. “The security will be tighter than it was tonight.”

“I still have my administrative pass,” Ethan said. “And I know the layout of the AV room.”

“We need to copy the final dossier onto a flash drive that can bypass the firewalls.”

Maya handed Ethan a small, blue USB drive.

“This has an encrypted bypass script,” she said. “Plug it into the main terminal, and it will override the display.”

Ethan took the drive and slipped it into his breast pocket.

“Hannah, I need you to stay with the babies,” Ethan said, taking my hands. “I’ll have Maya’s colleagues watch the ward.”

“I’m not letting you go into that room alone,” I said.

“You have to,” he said gently. “If they see us together, they’ll know we’re planning something.”

He checked his watch. It was four in the morning.

“We have less than twenty hours to prepare,” Ethan said.

The basement air felt heavy and cold.