that’s still in their possession. You know how disgruntled employees are. They’ll tell you anything.”
“Do you really think he’ll meet with you after he gets fired?” Jack asked.
“He will if I ask him to,” Rachel answered. “I’m going to convince Drew to ask Preston for help in getting his job back. Then I’ll host a dinner for the three of us at Drew’s apartment Tuesday night.”
“She’ll plant cameras and listening devices so we can record the conversation,” Owens added. “I would like Samantha and Erik to use their telepathy to hear what Drew is thinking.”
“We can’t hear from that distance,” Erik said. “Where’s his house? It’s gotta be miles from here.”
“It’s about thirty miles away, but with the cameras and listening devices, it will be like he’s sitting right here in this room,” Rachel explained.
“And by then, you’ll have those missing base codes inserted, which should boost your abilities.” Owens checked his watch. “I need to go. Rachel, don’t take too long here. You need to get back to GlobalLife or Drew will get suspicious.”
She stood up. “Yes, I know. I’ll be there shortly.”
Owens left and Rachel sat down with us again.
“He’s right. I really need to get going, but I have to tell you something first.”
“What it is?” Jack asked.
She lowered her voice. “I’m not just working with Ridley on this. I actually work for a group that has been trying to get these genes for years. I haven’t told Preston that. I don’t know if I can trust him. But I know that all of us here share the same goal. That’s why I’m telling you this. And I’m counting on you to keep what I say confidential.”
“We’re listening,” Dave said. I could tell that he wasn’t convinced we could trust Rachel. He’d known Owens for years but just met Rachel. “So what is this group?”
“There are actually several groups out there with the same mission. But the one I’m working for consists of science and technology experts who are fighting back after having their research and discoveries being used improperly. We also have some medical experts and even some former members of the military that help out when needed.”
“How did you get involved with this group?” Jack asked.
“Back in college, one of my biochemistry professors told me about it. He knew my story and that I—” She stopped as if she was considering how much to tell us.
“What story?” I asked. “Why did you get involved with these people?”
Rachel paused before answering. “Because of my older brother. He and I were really close growing up. And when he was 16, he became very ill. The doctors only gave him a few months. GlobalLife Pharmaceuticals approached my parents, asking them to enroll my brother in a study for a new drug that could save him. I still don’t know how they even knew about him. Anyway, my parents enrolled him in the study, agreeing to keep it confidential. And the drug GlobalLife gave him actually worked. It was saving him. But then they—” Her voice got shaky. “They took the drug away.”
“Why would they do that?” I asked.
“Because they got what they wanted.”
We all looked at her, confused.
She took a moment to compose herself. “My brother’s illness was very rare. GlobalLife just wanted someone to test their drug on. Once they knew the drug worked, they stopped giving it to him. They said they would release the drug once there was more of a market for it.”
Jack seemed puzzled. “A market for it? I thought you said your brother’s illness was rare. If that’s true, then there would never be much of a market for the drug.”
Rachel sighed. “They’re going to make a market for it, Jack. I learned that later from a scientist who used to work on the drug. He said that GlobalLife was planning to intentionally give people the illness that my brother had. Given how fatal it is, GlobalLife knew they could make a fortune