The Liberty Covenant by Jack Bowie

Author:Jack Bowie [Bowie, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jack Bowie
Published: 2016-06-08T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 37

Vision One, Utrecht, The Netherlands

Wednesday, 10:30 p.m.

The elevator lurched and they could feel it going down. They stood next to each other, silently staring at a dark indicator above the doors. After about ten seconds the cab slowed to a stop.

“Seemed like a long trip for one floor,” Braxton commented.

Again the door opened, but this time onto a very different vista.

They stepped into a tiny room, about ten feet wide by six feet deep. There were no windows, the walls were painted concrete block. Opposite the elevator was a single door; next to it, a plain black box with electronic keypad hung on the wall.

“I don’t like this, Adam. It doesn’t look like any parking garage I’ve ever seen.”

“Where’s your sense of adventure, Sydney?” He felt his heart beat a little faster. Would this help him understand what happened to Megan?

He reached for the door and tried the knob. No alarms went off, but neither did the knob turn. “Should we try Lawson’s code?”

“Will it make any difference what I say?”

“No.”

Marino took the paper from her purse and read each number while Braxton entered them into the keypad. The door responded with a click.

“You don’t have to come in with me,” he said. “But I’m going to check it out.” He reached for the knob.

“I think I’ll stay here.”

“Suit yourself.”

The pounding in his chest was getting louder. He turned the knob, pulled open the door, and went through. Ahead was a long, empty hallway. Light shown through glass doors and observation windows along each side. Not seeing anyone, he cautiously headed down the hall.

“Clack.”

He jumped and spun around. Shit! It had just been the door latch.

The throbbing moved into his head. His ears were filled with the sound of rushing blood. He crept up to the first window on the left and peered in.

He hadn’t been in a chemistry lab since high school, but there was no mistaking the scene. Lab benches, test tube racks, microscopes, and centrifuges filled the room. Along with some equipment he didn’t recognize.

Proceeding slowly down the hall, he checked out each room. They were all the same, complete chemistry labs. It was quite a set up. What were they doing in the basement of a computer software company?

As he approached the end of the hall he found not a wall, but a heavy door. Through a small window he saw another door, sandwiching what he assumed was some kind of airlock. The corridor continued past the second door with even more facilities on the other side. Inside the airlock he saw two white plastic isolation suits, dangling from hooks on the wall like medieval prisoners.

He stepped back, wary of the discovery and then noticed something that made him even more frightened: the symbol stenciled on the door. It was the purple circles of the international biohazard symbol. This wasn’t just a chemistry lab, it was a biochemistry lab. And whoever ran it, was dealing with some pretty heady stuff.

All those pictures of molecules and

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