said.
“Already done, sir,” Stanton said. “They won’t get into the facility. I assure you.” He stepped into the light, and Mitchell finally saw his eyes. They were strong and confident, but Mitchell didn’t trust the lieutenant to keep him safe. Truthfully, he didn’t trust anyone to keep him safe.
As Stanton left the room, Mitchell faced Black and Olson. “Tell General Johnson I’m requesting Central Command be moved to the GW Strike Group. Olson, start packing. We’re leaving this shithole and heading to the Florida Keys.”
K ate slipped on the helmet of her CBRN suit and reluctantly entered the BSL-4 lab. There was work to do, but her heart and mind were still on the tarmac where Lieutenant Colonel Jensen had been gunned down.
“You sure you’re okay?” Ellis asked.
Kate nodded and pulled a stool over to her station. “I’ll be fine,” she lied. “Right now we need to focus on the second stage of Operation Extinction. Have we identified the other facilities participating in the production of the antibodies?”
“Major Smith went through Colonel Wood’s files earlier this morning. The three facilities with bioreactors are located in Texas, Oregon, and Florida. Colonel Wood authorized production at all three facilities. They’re using the same genetic modification as us to speed up the antibodies, but it appears there was no effort to contact other countries.”
Kate wasn’t surprised. She thought of her parents in Europe. Her hope that they had survived dwindled every day. For the longest time, she had felt isolated and unable to do anything for them. Now, with Wood out of the picture, she could finally do something to help the rest of the world.
“As soon as we get the reactors online, we need to find a way to reach other labs,” Kate said. “Places in other countries. We can’t produce enough antibodies with only four sites. They might cover the US, but that’s nowhere near enough to cover the world.”
“I know. Problem is, no one seems to know what’s going on or who to talk to.”
The wall-mounted intercom chirped. Major Smith and a neatly dressed African-American woman stood behind the observation window at the far end of the lab.
Kate stiffened in her suit when she realized who the woman was.
“Doctors, as you already know, this is Secretary of State Jan Ringgold,” Major Smith said. “I’ve spent the past hour explaining the work we do here and about the incident last night.”
“I’d like to ask you some questions,” Ringgold said. Her tone was casual, but serious.
“Certainly, Madam Secretary,” Kate replied. “Please give us a few minutes to get changed out of our suits.”
“That won’t be necessary. We can speak through the intercom.”
Kate exchanged a glance with Ellis, who nodded back.
“You’ll have to forgive me, doctors, but I’ve been stuck under a rock for the past month, so to speak. Fortunately, Major Smith has brought me up to speed on VX9H9 and Kryptonite. You’re both to be commended for your work, and I thank you.”
Kate had expected to defend herself about the events the previous night. Instead, she felt a tingle of pride. The feeling was unusual, and it quickly dissipated at the thought of the monsters VX9H9 had created.
“I wish that was all I needed to talk to you about,” Ringgold continued. “Unfortunately, there are more pressing matters at hand. After last night’s firefight, I’ve been trying to piece together what little information I have to go on. And frankly, I don’t trust anyone on this island.”
Kate knew it was coming, but the words still made her feel slimy. Like she was part of the corruption. Then again, she wouldn’t trust anyone if she was in the Secretary of State’s shoes. Major Smith fidgeted and pulled at the cuff of his uniform. He raised a brow at Kate as if to say, You better make this good.
“I don’t blame you, Madam Secretary,” Kate said. “For the past month, Dr. Ellis and I