(MAYA)
It all happened so fast.
One minute, Jerry was talking to me, his back to the door, and the next, he was on the ground, bleeding.
Nobody should have been able to enter the lab, especially not Cassian, Corrine's assistant on the task force investigating the kidnapped shifters. Only a select few had their handprint registered on the door's lock.
But it opened. And there he was. And then there was so much blood.
I remember Jerry's shocked cry as he went down. I remember Cassian grabbing me by my arm and digging his claws into my neck. Just the tips. But they must have been laced with something, because it only took a few seconds for my body to begin losing strength. I heard the crashing around me as I collapsed to the floor, unable to so much as twitch my fingers.
My lab! He was destroying my lab! But why?!
I can't believe I ever thought that jerk was cute!
I don't remember much of what happened next, but I recall being forced into this car, unable to fight back. Corrine!
