Redline: The Reacher Experiment Book 6 (The Jack Reacher Experiment) by Jude Hardin

Author:Jude Hardin [Hardin, Jude]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-04-24T04:00:00+00:00

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Colonel Dorland never heard back from Lieutenant Driessman. He decided to let it go for now. He had too many other things to think about. He made it to the research facility at 06:04. There was a sentry posted at the front transport module, just outside the fence line. The young soldier popped to attention and saluted and pressed the button to open the gate. Dorland returned the salute and drove through and steered around to the back of the building and parked his car. There were plenty of spaces. The doctors and nurses and technicians hadn’t shown up for work yet. Dorland figured the parking lot would start filling up in another thirty minutes or so. He switched off the engine and climbed out of the car and walked up to the rear transport module, as General Foss had instructed him to do.

The exterior facades of the front and rear modules were identical. They were designed to look like ordinary guard shacks. Wood-frame construction, metal roofing panels, lapboard siding. A PFC wearing a dress blue uniform stepped out onto the concrete apron and saluted.

“Good morning, sir,” he said.

“Good morning. Are you my escort?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Do you have a name, soldier?”

“Yes, sir. Sorry, sir. My name is Watley, sir.”

Watley was about six feet tall, and he appeared to be in excellent physical condition. He wore eyeglasses with thick black plastic frames, the kind they issue in basic training. Which indicated to Dorland that he probably hadn’t been in the military very long. Hardly anyone kept those frames for longer than a paycheck or two. There was an Expert Marksman badge pinned above his left breast pocket. Impressive for someone just out of boot camp.

“I was told that a guy named Bridges was going to be my escort,” Colonel Dorland said. “What happened to him?”

“Private Bridges didn’t show up for duty this morning, sir.”

“Why not?”

“We’re not sure yet, sir.”

“Is someone looking for him?”

“Yes, sir. A detail was sent out about an hour ago.”

Dorland nodded. “All right,” he said. “Where to first?”

“I need to get you checked in at the security office. They’ll give you a temporary ID badge and a list of codes for the electronic locks.”

“Then what?”

“I’ll give you a complete tour of the facility. Our first patient is due to report no later than zero seven hundred, and—”

“We’ll welcome him aboard with a special breakfast in the chow hall at eight,” Dorland said. “I already know about that.”

“Yes, sir.”

Watley pushed his eyeglasses up on the bridge of his nose, and then he just stood there and stared out at nothing. He’d been alert and attentive up to that point, but now he seemed to be off in another world.

“Well?” Dorland said.

“Sir?”

“Let’s get on with it, Private. We don’t have all day.”

“Yes, sir.”

Dorland followed Watley into the transport module. The interior of the space was unfinished. Bare studs, plywood flooring. It looked like a good place to store your rakes and shovels and hedge trimmers. But Dorland knew better. He’d been briefed on these types of modules.

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