Covert Threat (A Gray Ghost Novel Book 5) by Amy McKinley

Author:Amy McKinley [McKinley, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Arrowscope Press, LLC
Published: 2020-01-06T18:30:00+00:00

Sadness swam through me as I typed in the final results for the delta-32 test against the advanced-stage virus that mimicked an ancient, encountered version of Malburg hemorrhagic fever, research I’d started with Fran but that we didn’t get to finish together. While the antibody doses would slow the RNA virus enough so each person’s immune system could stand a fighting chance, the delta-32 injections proved ineffective past the first five days after exposure.

The night with Trev on his boat had been nice. I only wished that same vibe had carried through to the work day, but I couldn’t help but miss my friend and assistant.

I put away the last samples and cleaned up as Sandy tapped on the door to the empty lab I was working in. She was an innately nosy colleague. I shouldn’t have felt as annoyed as I did, but her mere presence always grated on my nerves. I waved her in then took off the hood of the biohazard suit I was wearing. With everything safely stored away, there wasn’t any chance of infection.

Sandy entered in a flurry of bouncing curls. Her hand whipped up. In between her fingers was a bright-yellow envelope. “I saw this in the stack delivered from the mailroom. It looks personal, so I thought you’d want it right away.”

After I took it from her, she leaned against the table. With my eyebrows raised, I waited for her to go. She didn’t. Clearly, she wanted to see what was inside, which I figured was the real reason behind her hand delivery, as we were not friends.

Whatever. I was too tired to fight her and curious who the mail was from, hand addressed but without the sender’s information. Tearing the envelope open, I withdrew a colorful greeting card with a picture of balloons and confetti on the cover. Weird.

“What’s it say?” Sandy leaned forward.

I opened it up. A pop-up sprung from the interior, followed by a plume of powder. Shit. Instinctively, I held my breath, closed my eyes, and dropped the card to the table. I took several steps backward before letting myself peek from beneath my lashes.

Sandy hadn’t moved. She waved a hand through the air, coughing.

“Sandy!” With frantic waves of my hand, I urged her to come toward me.

As she rushed my way, I raced to the back of the lab to start the decontamination process. We both needed a chemical wash, just in case. The ventilators would take off anything harmful in the air, but Sandy had inhaled it directly. Some coated our skin. I shoved her into the emergency shower. As she began to wash, I depressed the call button for Carl before I remembered he wasn’t in.

“Peter!”

He answered immediately.

“Possible hazardous airborne chemical in lab three. Test it. Don’t touch the card!” It would have to be tested for prints. “Sandy is in the decontamination shower. I’m going in next.”

“On it.” He disconnected.

Sandy exited out the back, then I went in. I was fairly certain my lungs were okay, but some had gotten on my face.

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