Ebola K: A Terrorism Thriller: Book 2 by Adair Bobby

Author:Adair, Bobby [Adair, Bobby]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub, mobi
Publisher: Bobby Adair
Published: 2015-02-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 50

Frustrated and looking at rows of brake lights down the hill in front of her and up the next, Olivia wanted to curse. The one tiny, positive thing she’d hoped would come out of Eric’s absenteeism speech ten days ago was lighter rush hour traffic. With so many people skipping work, what the hell were they all doing out here making the drive time worse? She just wanted to get home after another frustrating day, and wondered for the hundredth time why she lived so far from her office.

Her cell phone rang.

She answered without looking to see who was calling. “Hello?”

“Hello.”

“Mathew?”

“Yes,” he said. “Can you talk?”

“I’m stuck in traffic, but I can talk. I’m mostly parked, waiting my turn to creep forward.”

“I’m going to tell you something that needs to stay between us.”

“Straight to the ominous stuff.” Olivia laughed. “Remember, this is a cellphone we’re talking on.”

“I don’t imagine the news will stay under wraps for long, but—”

“But?” Olivia asked.

Wheeler sighed. “The new strain of Ebola is airborne.”

Olivia gasped weakly. Every surprise was bad these days. She was numb.

Wheeler waited a moment for a reply before he said. “I assume you understand what I just said.”

“Yes. I—” Olivia pulled over onto the shoulder and put the car in park. “I’m hoping this is one of your jokes.”

“Three labs got the same result.”

Olivia took a deep breath. “Okay, this isn’t the end of the world, but—”

“I’m not sure that’s a joking phrase anymore.”

“Don’t say things like that, Mathew.” Olivia collected her thoughts, saw a gap in the traffic, and pulled back out. “If I drive down to Atlanta tonight, how much can you show me?”

“You don’t have to come all the way down to Atlanta. I can email you. Still—”

“Honestly, I don’t want to go home. I could use some company, and with you, at least I can learn something and maybe even laugh a little. It’ll be late when I get there. Can I sleep on your couch? Do you mind?”

“I’d love to have you. There is a better place to sleep than the couch.”

“Really?” Olivia said, a little more harshly than she wanted to. “Ebola is airborne, and oh-by-the-way do you want to sleep with me? That’s the new pickup line?”

“When you put it that way, it loses its romance.” Wheeler laughed. “I was actually offering up the guest room.”

“I’ll bet you were.”

Wheeler admitted, “I left the invitation purposefully vague.”

“Back to this airborne thing,” said Olivia, thinking about everything flowing through the censorship queue she was working. Emails were in there too. “It’ll be better that you don’t email me.”

“Why?”

“More chance it’ll get leaked. I’m getting a little bit paranoid, maybe. So three labs have confirmed that the new strain is airborne.”

“Yes, two in Europe and one here.”

“No doubt, then?” Olivia asked.

“I’d be surprised if different results came back from further testing.”

“Excuse me if I sound stupid now. This is your field. I see data on this outbreak every day.” Olivia didn’t say that her primary sources lately were leaked data reported on the Internet by people whose governments didn’t want them to have it.

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