Marcelo grimaced as he disconnected the phone. Actually talking to Stephanie meant she was much less likely to listen to him. The realization he probably just doomed her sat like a boulder in his stomach.

Also, he wasn't likely to stay safe with a crazed swordsman chasing after him.

He put his phone back on his wrist and headed toward a cabinet. He didn't manage to get to the floor he wanted, but he had a good idea his time was running out. He hoped the labs had something he could use. Outside of the chemicals and substances locked in the cabinet. He didn't know the lab code to get into it, but he did remember his own override code.

He tried to keep his hands steady as he punched in the numbers.