"Our team is close to finding the cure, but the riots are worsening. If we have to move the laboratory, so be it."
At this moment in this clandestine space, sounds of despairing humans could not be heard, but they were there, outside, pleading for answers and solutions. Ponce could not shake the echo of their cries from his mind. For their sake he would not suffer a failure. He clasped his hands behind his back and awaited the inevitable mandate.