THE PRICE SHE'LL PAY: For the secret she never knew she had... by Cara Charles

Author:Cara Charles
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, azw3
Publisher: SWAN'S CROSSING PRESS
Published: 2017-03-18T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN -- MAD SCIENCE

“WHAT MAN?”

“Long gone. Said I was to give you this, ten minutes after he left.”

“Thank you.” Johan opened the sealed note and read.

‘Your wig is too obvious Dr. Titus. You need lifts in your shoes. If I know you, she’ll know you. Your secret is safe as long as you meet me here tomorrow at your table, 11am sharp. You’re needed on our team. JTR.’

Dr. Titus wiped the cold sweat from his brow, and looked at the patrons. All were engaged in reading or talking. His shadow was long gone. He had no time for this. Johan quickly left money for his coffee and pastry.

Luckily, Johan caught up with her taxi in his old Renault. He followed her to an expensive apartment block and watched her go inside as the doorman rescued her from the burden of her parcels.

Johan in his ‘not so good’ disguise, waited in the tavern across the street for an hour.

A waiter approached with another note. Furious, Johan grabbed it before the waiter could utter a word. Johan stood up and looked around. Seeing no one, he read ‘be less obvious, more careful. We need you. JTR’.

Johan watched Matron Mavra leave with a briefcase, dressed for a party, then left to follow.

Shadowing Mavra’s cab in his old non-descript Renault, Johan entered Regensberg, a village ten miles outside Zurich and drove on as she entered the gates of a girl’s boarding school. The school had been quickly renovated with lots of Kimirov money, her new genetics lab with dormitories was no longer the shuttered, abandon girl’s boarding school.

Janitor had stayed far behind Dr. Titus’ old rust bucket. He’d nearly lost the ‘Smart old codger’ several times. By Dr. Titus’ reaction he was not a man with a sense of humor.

At her Muse Corp Lab’s grand opening, Mavra changed her matron clothes, climbed out of the bodysuit that gave her waistline bulges and put on her Armani business suit to telegraph her authority.

She laid out all the contracts and the non-disclosure agreements she had proudly prepared herself, copying the templates from other contracts drawn up by her lawyers in the past. Within those documents, she’d offered the scientists and their assistants millions of dollars in salaries, had bonuses tied to incentives and production timetables, sweetened with holiday and vacation time luxury property timeshares, and generous profit sharing.

The grand opening bash Mavra provided and the lavish buffet she was accustomed to herself she had duplicated for her team. Plus all the young beautiful women she had flown in for the occasion, made the stuffy academics party hard, for the first time in their stuffy little lives, probably since graduate school or maybe never.

Hours later, all the scientists were happy and drunk on Dom and sex. That night they happily signed without reading over their contracts.

The first duty of the lab to warm up the machines was a trial run designed by Mavra. Mavra had her lab analyze the DNA in the small hair sample found

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