Frankenstorm: Chaos Theory by Garton Ray

Author:Garton, Ray [Garton, Ray]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pinnacle Books
Published: 2013-12-09T11:00:00+00:00

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When Emilio looked at Fara’s face, he knew she wasn’t going to help Ollie and his men kill anyone. She turned to him, her features sagging with exhaustion and disgust, and said, “I can’t. I just can’t, I’m sorry.”

Emilio said, “I think we’re gonna hole up in the office, Ollie.”

“I need to know exactly how many infected people we’re talking about here,” Ollie said. He turned to Fara and said, “Can you give me a number?”

“Dr. Corcoran could.”

“And where is he?”

“He was in my office when we left.”

Ollie turned to one of his men, pointed down the side corridor in the direction of Fara’s office and said, “Go fetch the good doctor, will you? Fourth door on the right.” The man hurried away. He turned to Fara again and asked, “Is he going to cooperate?”

“He doesn’t like confrontation,” she said. “If he doesn’t want to cooperate, I’m sure you can change his mind quickly with a little yelling and threatening.”

Ollie nodded once. “Happy to do it.”

She turned to Emilio and said, “I’m starving all of a sudden. I’ve got food in the office. Let’s go.”

As they headed toward Fara’s office, one of the headlamps approached them through the dark.

“He’s not there,” the figure said. It was the man Ollie had sent to get Corcoran.

“He’s not in the office?” Fara said.

“There’s nobody in the office.”

Emilio asked Fara, “Where would he go?”

“I have no idea. I’m amazed he would leave the office at all knowing what’s out here in the dark.”

“What’s the deal?” Ollie said, approaching them.

A voice shouted urgently from down the main corridor: “Hey! Hey! They’ve gotten out! You hear me? They got out down here and they’re loose! Outside!”

It was Corcoran’s voice coming from the rear entrance. His footsteps sounded as he jogged toward them.

“Two of the test subjects are out there attacking someone in a car,” he said.

“Who the hell went out and got in their car?” Ollie barked.

“No, no,” Corcoran said, shaking his head hard. He stood rigid, fists clenched at his sides. “It’s someone who’s driving here, to the hospital. A police car. They’re outside the gate, but the gates are open, for some reason. Crashed open. From inside. And somebody stole my goddamned Jeep!” As he shouted the last sentence, his whole body quaked.

“Did you get that coat out of my closet?” Fara asked absently. It sounded more like a thought inadvertently spoken aloud than a question in search of an answer.

“I bet Ivan called the sheriff,” Emilio said.

“The sheriff,” Ollie said. “Fuck.” He turned to his men and shouted, “Did any of you hear that? While we’re standing here contemplating our fuckin’ navels, those people are gettin’ out of the fuckin’ building!” He called out, “McCoy! Baker! Axelrod! Come with me!”

They followed Ollie down the corridor, the light from their headlamps bouncing and swaying through the dark ahead of them.

“What were you doing out there, Dr. Corcoran?” Fara said, shining her small Maglite directly in his face. “Trying to leave?”

Corcoran squinted and turned his head away.

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