Chapter 125 Root of the Problem

My thoughts raced, sharp and relentless.

It became clear; Belrose's factory was less tightly controlled than the main office. Its distance from headquarters made it a prime target for tampering.

I paused for a moment, weighing the situation, before speaking. My voice was calm but firm. "We need to determine exactly where things went wrong at Belrose. We need to uncover how the radioactive elements