Amara's POV
The Cythera Global Biotech Science Center had a main structure up front, with two narrower lab buildings on either side.
All three structures connected only at ground level, creating a shape that looked like a giant fork stuck in the earth when viewed from afar.
I drove straight into the underground parking garage, then took the elevator up to the thirty-third floor.
The moment I stepped out, a researcher in a white coat approached me.
"Hello, Ms. Dalton," he said.
I gave him a brief nod. "Where's Bianca Ortiz?"
The researcher hesitated before responding quickly, "Ms. Ortiz is in the vacant laboratory at the corridor's end, painting."
"Got it."
I headed toward the end of the hallway with Dominic trailing behind.
Dominic caught up, curiosity evident in his voice. "Who's Bianca?"
"Ward 21's Chief Instructor in the Steel Trine Territory," I replied.
Dominic's eyebrows shot up. "I thought she got suspended."
My expression hardened. "You seem to know a lot."
