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Three wires connect it to the timer.

Red.

Black.

Yellow.

Moreno examines them.

“Which one?” I ask.

“Don’t talk.”

I stop.

The timer reaches forty seconds.

Then thirty.

Sally closes her eyes.

“Tell Sage I’m sorry.”

“You tell her.”

“Sean—”

“You are not dying in this room.”

Twenty seconds.

Moreno traces the yellow wire.

Then the black.

He reaches for a cutting tool.

“Are you sure?” Kane asks.

“No.”

Ten seconds.

Moreno cuts the black wire.

The timer continues.

Seven.

Six.

He grabs the yellow wire and pulls it from the connector.

Five.

Four.

Nothing changes.