CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED TWENTY SIX - A Plan to End It All

Water cascaded down, drenching everyone in the warehouse. In the split second of confusion, Ella lunged for the fire extinguisher, ripping it from the wall and unleashing a cloud of chemicals directly at Hawthorne. The mastermind stumbled back, coughing and sputtering, the detonator slipping from his grasp. Jack was on him in an instant, tackling him to the ground and securing his hands behind his back. Lucas sprinted towards the computers, where his doppelgänger was frantically trying to complete his task. With a flying tackle, he brought his double to the ground, the two of them grappling on the wet floor. Ella rushed to help, but froze as she saw two identical figures wrestling before her. "Lucas?" she called out, uncertain. "Ella, it's me!" both men shouted simultaneously, their voices indistinguishable. For a heart-stopping moment, Ella hesitated, her eyes darting between the two men. Then, she noticed something – a small scar on the left hand of one of the Lucases, a memento