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slamming the side door shut of the first
van before hopping back into the front passenger seat of the other. Then both
vans took off, tyres squealing as they took off around the corner and
disappeared.
Howard stood rooted to the spot for so long that he began to
shiver from the cold. He couldn’t believe who he had just seen: Captain Sarah
Stone.
10
H oward
found Dr Hart sitting inside a small waiting room with a sofa and coffee
machine. There was a nurse beside her, rubbing her back as she prodded
anxiously at the red spot on her neck. The nurse left when Howard entered.
“Are you okay?” Howard asked Dr Hart. She was a pretty
woman, not much over forty, but right now she was haggard and grey and her
blonde hair seemed almost white. She didn’t say anything in reply to him, just
stared at a spot on the wall, barely blinking.
“Krenshaw was bluffing,” said Howard enthusiastically. He
plucked the insulin phial from his pocket and showed it to her. “He convinced
me this was Dengue Fever but it’s just plain old Insulin. The syringe he
stabbed you with was probably nothing.”
“They’ve pried open his locker,” she eventually said, a
detached numbness to her voice. “You should go take a look.”
Howard took her advice and left her alone. On his way to
find a nurse to direct him, he took out his mobsat and placed a call though to
the Earthworm, MCU’s base of operations. He went straight through to Director
Palu.
“Howard. Update me.”
Howard cleared his throat and began. “My investigation at
Whiteknight seemed to confirm the epidemic was engineered and led me to a
suspect named Dr Alistair Krenshaw. I tracked him down to Reading Children’s
Hospital where he was planning to carry out a second act of terror. This time a
mass infection of the HIV virus on already sick children.”
“You stopped it?”
“I did, but Krenshaw managed to escape. He was…abducted.”
There was a brief pause before Palu spoke. “Abducted?”
“Two black vans pulled up right behind Krenshaw and two men
leapt out and dragged him into the back. Palu… Sarah was with them. Sarah
Stone.”
The next pause was even longer.
“I know,” said Howard. “It doesn’t make any sense, but it
was her, I swear. There’s no doubt in my mind.”
“Then, where the hell has she been? And who is she working
with?”
Howard stopped in the middle of the corridor and leaned up
against the wall, groaning. “I have no idea, but whoever she is with has the
doctor and I am positive Krenshaw is our man. What is Sarah involved in?”
“Do you have a description of the men she was with?”
“No. They were wearing balaclavas.”
“I’ll have Jessica check CCTV for the area. I’m sure the
hospital will have something.”
“Check the rear car park,” said Howard. “That’s where the
black vans arrived.”
“Do you have any other leads?”
Howard sighed. “Not yet. I’m about to search Krenshaw’s
locker and see what I find. Can you have someone gather everything we have on
the doctor?”
“Of course. Good work, Howard. We’ll catch Krenshaw; only a
matter of time.”
“I’ll keep you updated.” Howard ended the call, found a
nurse, and asked to be taken to Krenshaw’s locker. Inside the staff changing
area, there was another nurse already there waiting for him.
“This is the doctor’s locker,” the woman told him,
indicating which one she meant.
The locker was hanging slightly ajar, so Howard fondled the
edge and swung it open wider. Inside was not a comforting sight. The top metal
shelf was stacked with phials of clear liquid. A bundle of unsealed syringes
right beside them.
“Do we know what’s inside them?” asked Howard of the nurse.
“We’ll need to get them to a lab, but I can tell you they aren’t
legally endorsed.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean that these didn’t come from an approved
pharmaceutical supplier. They’re either black market or, worse, homemade.
There’re no labels,
van before hopping back into the front passenger seat of the other. Then both
vans took off, tyres squealing as they took off around the corner and
disappeared.
Howard stood rooted to the spot for so long that he began to
shiver from the cold. He couldn’t believe who he had just seen: Captain Sarah
Stone.
10
H oward
found Dr Hart sitting inside a small waiting room with a sofa and coffee
machine. There was a nurse beside her, rubbing her back as she prodded
anxiously at the red spot on her neck. The nurse left when Howard entered.
“Are you okay?” Howard asked Dr Hart. She was a pretty
woman, not much over forty, but right now she was haggard and grey and her
blonde hair seemed almost white. She didn’t say anything in reply to him, just
stared at a spot on the wall, barely blinking.
“Krenshaw was bluffing,” said Howard enthusiastically. He
plucked the insulin phial from his pocket and showed it to her. “He convinced
me this was Dengue Fever but it’s just plain old Insulin. The syringe he
stabbed you with was probably nothing.”
“They’ve pried open his locker,” she eventually said, a
detached numbness to her voice. “You should go take a look.”
Howard took her advice and left her alone. On his way to
find a nurse to direct him, he took out his mobsat and placed a call though to
the Earthworm, MCU’s base of operations. He went straight through to Director
Palu.
“Howard. Update me.”
Howard cleared his throat and began. “My investigation at
Whiteknight seemed to confirm the epidemic was engineered and led me to a
suspect named Dr Alistair Krenshaw. I tracked him down to Reading Children’s
Hospital where he was planning to carry out a second act of terror. This time a
mass infection of the HIV virus on already sick children.”
“You stopped it?”
“I did, but Krenshaw managed to escape. He was…abducted.”
There was a brief pause before Palu spoke. “Abducted?”
“Two black vans pulled up right behind Krenshaw and two men
leapt out and dragged him into the back. Palu… Sarah was with them. Sarah
Stone.”
The next pause was even longer.
“I know,” said Howard. “It doesn’t make any sense, but it
was her, I swear. There’s no doubt in my mind.”
“Then, where the hell has she been? And who is she working
with?”
Howard stopped in the middle of the corridor and leaned up
against the wall, groaning. “I have no idea, but whoever she is with has the
doctor and I am positive Krenshaw is our man. What is Sarah involved in?”
“Do you have a description of the men she was with?”
“No. They were wearing balaclavas.”
“I’ll have Jessica check CCTV for the area. I’m sure the
hospital will have something.”
“Check the rear car park,” said Howard. “That’s where the
black vans arrived.”
“Do you have any other leads?”
Howard sighed. “Not yet. I’m about to search Krenshaw’s
locker and see what I find. Can you have someone gather everything we have on
the doctor?”
“Of course. Good work, Howard. We’ll catch Krenshaw; only a
matter of time.”
“I’ll keep you updated.” Howard ended the call, found a
nurse, and asked to be taken to Krenshaw’s locker. Inside the staff changing
area, there was another nurse already there waiting for him.
“This is the doctor’s locker,” the woman told him,
indicating which one she meant.
The locker was hanging slightly ajar, so Howard fondled the
edge and swung it open wider. Inside was not a comforting sight. The top metal
shelf was stacked with phials of clear liquid. A bundle of unsealed syringes
right beside them.
“Do we know what’s inside them?” asked Howard of the nurse.
“We’ll need to get them to a lab, but I can tell you they aren’t
legally endorsed.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean that these didn’t come from an approved
pharmaceutical supplier. They’re either black market or, worse, homemade.
There’re no labels,
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