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cylinder-shaped chamber used for programming. The coffin-like place was evil.
    And Christ! Taz was inside!
    Max nearly catapulted up from the table. The desire to save his friend clashed with the blind fury that wanted to snap Rufin’s neck. God help anyone who killed another of his friends.
    Especially Taz.
    Taz was the only person alive Max trusted. And vice versa. Everyone else had sold them out. Or left them behind.
    Max had to get free.
    He was Taz’s only hope.
     
    Dr. Rufin checked the ancient computer. BUFFER FULL . He waited for the cache to clear, for the program to continue.
    So much for the state-of-the-art equipment he’d been promised. Of course, the Thai government—if it truly was the Thai government he worked for—hadn’t kept their word on anything thus far. Which had initially made it easier for Rufin to justify his failures. To ask for more time.
    But time was up.
    If the next trial didn’t go as promised, the government would shut him down. Him , not the lab.
    They wouldn’t abandon the project; the potential was too great. No, they would simply bring in another scientist. Rufin would be retained to answer questions, most likely from a jail cell. And then…
    He rubbed the tight muscles in his neck as an imaginary finger slashed across his throat. In truth, he’d known his days had been numbered since the shadowy Thai agents took over this facility two months ago following Dr. Zadovsky’s death.
    It had only taken the threat of torture to induce Rufin’s full cooperation, especially after being told that everyone associated with Zadovsky’s secondary operations in Jakarta had been jailed or killed. The one exception being Zadovsky’s secretary, on whom the agents had quizzed Rufin briefly. That Boh-dana may have escaped gave him hope.
    Zadovsky had double-crossed the Thai government by working a secret deal with the Indonesians and that had naturally infuriated the Thais. Rufin had patiently answered all their questions, but toward the end of their inquisition, he began to realize the Thai agents were fishing for information.
    Like most outsiders, they knew Zadovsky engineered viral bioweapons and antidotes, but they hadn’t realized until recently that those projects merely provided funding and diverted attention from Zadovsky’s experiments in mind control. Experiments the Thai agents wanted to continue.
    And rather than admit that he’d been left behind to babysit for Zadovsky’s prize test subjects—Hades and Taz—Rufin had led the Thai agent in charge to believe that he could complete Zadovsky’s work.
    Once Rufin had sworn allegiance, the Thai agents had produced a jumble of papers and computer data pilfered from Zadovsky’s lab and residence in Jakarta.
    Given the ill will between the two countries over long-standing border disputes—the agent inferred a huge coup. Given the disarray of the material, it was anything but.
    At first glance, Zadovsky’s papers confirmed what Rufin had suspected all along: that Zadovsky had been passing off Rufin’s formulas as his own work. Rufin had been furious to realize that Zadovsky had made a fortune selling the designer drugs Sugar-Cane and JumpJuice—both of which had been created by Rufin.
    When he’d calmed down enough to dig deeper into Zadovsky’s work, Rufin found that basically all of Zadovsky’s credited genius was stolen. From Rufin and others.
    With one huge exception: the miraculous Serum 89, which Zadovsky had created while working with neurotransmitters and psychotropic drugs. Without doubt, Zadovsky’s decades of clandestine experiments in mind control had put him light-years ahead of anyone else.
    Serum 89 had been a critical success. Using the serum in conjunction with the neural reprogramming that Rufin had perfected had yielded unprecedented results. They had proved numerous times that they could make a man do almost anything.
    And with Serum 89, the survival of test subjects surged. Rufin’s work to control the