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million different expressions and thoughts instantaneously rose through her mind and seeped through to her face. She was shaking her head in disbelief.
“What on earth are you talking about?” she demanded in a voice that cracked with her utter shock. Her stomach felt as if it had fallen through the floor. He could clearly see that she was struggling to keep her already frayed emotions in check. The temper simmered in her voice and he figured that one would be the first to seriously show its form.
“The attempted abduction last night was not random. It was well planned and executed.”
Realisation flashed through her. “You mean those bastards had somehow targeted me. What for? Why would they want me?” Rihanna sprung from her chair and stalked to the railing, her eyes flashing and her footsteps solid and purposeful.
She spun around and as he expected, unloaded right at him. “What the hell is going on and how am I involved in this? I want the truth and I want it now.” She folded her arms across her chest with considerable force.
Yep, she was royally pissed. That would turn to fright soon enough.
"The agency I work for discovered that there is a group of slightly less than legitimate businessmen attempting to smuggle something that you have been working on out of the country. We believe that the virology work that you and your father have been doing is slated to be used in a biological attack."
This immediately caused Rihanna's eyebrows to rise. "Are you referring to our work on the Hendra virus?"
His answer was a short, "Yes."
"But Brayden, the damage could be incomparable if somebody decides to use the virus as a weapon. You do know what that virus could do if it got into the wrong hands?" Rihanna spun on her heel and caught Brayden nodding in understanding to her question.
"We believe we have a fair idea of the potential threat. My agency was also hoping you could help confirm our thinking."
The Hendra virus had sparked fears throughout the entire equestrian and racing communities on the eastern seaboard. Over the last few years, the virus had killed several prominent figures, including two veterinarians.
“We believe that information regarding the virus has been passed on from within your veterinary hospital, prob—” Bray didn’t get time to finish before she had jumped all over him.
“We do not leak vital information from our hospital,” she spat, clearly outraged at the allegation. “I can’t believe this.” She shook her head in stunned, angry disbelief.
“How could anyone think this?” Unable to contain the rage within her body, she had started to pace—hurried, angry steps punctuated by abrupt changes of direction every ten paces or so. “How could you think this? Do I look like a terrorist to you?” she spat.
Bray empathised with her. He knew exactly how he would feel if somebody had suggested he was involved in terrorist activities. “Look, we don’t believe that you are involved directly.”
“Directly? What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
Yep, now she was definitely pissed off. He got the feeling that swearing wasn’t part of her usual demeanour but this was far from a usual situation.
He continued on unperturbed; he had expected this reaction, after all.
“Our information indicates that somehow the information on the virus is being channelled and distributed through the hospital. We have no evidence to link you or your father to the crimes at this stage. We actually think that both of you are in significant danger as a result of your positions and specialist knowledge.”
He gave her time to digest this before adding anything further. He could see her mind leaping about. Horror crossed her face.
“My father...He headed off suddenly the day before yesterday. He said he had to go down south to look at some yearlings for a client. I never thought too much about it.” Again her quick mind started to put the pieces together. “You don’t think something has
“What on earth are you talking about?” she demanded in a voice that cracked with her utter shock. Her stomach felt as if it had fallen through the floor. He could clearly see that she was struggling to keep her already frayed emotions in check. The temper simmered in her voice and he figured that one would be the first to seriously show its form.
“The attempted abduction last night was not random. It was well planned and executed.”
Realisation flashed through her. “You mean those bastards had somehow targeted me. What for? Why would they want me?” Rihanna sprung from her chair and stalked to the railing, her eyes flashing and her footsteps solid and purposeful.
She spun around and as he expected, unloaded right at him. “What the hell is going on and how am I involved in this? I want the truth and I want it now.” She folded her arms across her chest with considerable force.
Yep, she was royally pissed. That would turn to fright soon enough.
"The agency I work for discovered that there is a group of slightly less than legitimate businessmen attempting to smuggle something that you have been working on out of the country. We believe that the virology work that you and your father have been doing is slated to be used in a biological attack."
This immediately caused Rihanna's eyebrows to rise. "Are you referring to our work on the Hendra virus?"
His answer was a short, "Yes."
"But Brayden, the damage could be incomparable if somebody decides to use the virus as a weapon. You do know what that virus could do if it got into the wrong hands?" Rihanna spun on her heel and caught Brayden nodding in understanding to her question.
"We believe we have a fair idea of the potential threat. My agency was also hoping you could help confirm our thinking."
The Hendra virus had sparked fears throughout the entire equestrian and racing communities on the eastern seaboard. Over the last few years, the virus had killed several prominent figures, including two veterinarians.
“We believe that information regarding the virus has been passed on from within your veterinary hospital, prob—” Bray didn’t get time to finish before she had jumped all over him.
“We do not leak vital information from our hospital,” she spat, clearly outraged at the allegation. “I can’t believe this.” She shook her head in stunned, angry disbelief.
“How could anyone think this?” Unable to contain the rage within her body, she had started to pace—hurried, angry steps punctuated by abrupt changes of direction every ten paces or so. “How could you think this? Do I look like a terrorist to you?” she spat.
Bray empathised with her. He knew exactly how he would feel if somebody had suggested he was involved in terrorist activities. “Look, we don’t believe that you are involved directly.”
“Directly? What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
Yep, now she was definitely pissed off. He got the feeling that swearing wasn’t part of her usual demeanour but this was far from a usual situation.
He continued on unperturbed; he had expected this reaction, after all.
“Our information indicates that somehow the information on the virus is being channelled and distributed through the hospital. We have no evidence to link you or your father to the crimes at this stage. We actually think that both of you are in significant danger as a result of your positions and specialist knowledge.”
He gave her time to digest this before adding anything further. He could see her mind leaping about. Horror crossed her face.
“My father...He headed off suddenly the day before yesterday. He said he had to go down south to look at some yearlings for a client. I never thought too much about it.” Again her quick mind started to put the pieces together. “You don’t think something has
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