The Man From U.N.D.E.A.D. - the Curious Case of the Kidnapped Chemist by Darren Humphries

The Man From U.N.D.E.A.D. - the Curious Case of the Kidnapped Chemist by Darren Humphries

Author:Darren Humphries [Humphries, Darren]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Amazon: B005FYGAJG
Published: 2011-08-02T23:00:00+00:00


My House, Oxford

There is something about having a truly gorgeous woman wandering around your home wearing just a towel that every man should try at least once in his life. Admittedly, Miranda was technically wandering around the house in two towels since one was wrapped around her head, but it was still a situation that sent warm tingles to parts of me that actively welcomed warm tingles.

We’d dried off at the water board headquarters, but had then been forced to wait on site until the clean up team had secured the lab and summoned divers to go down to look for the body of the Siren. She had taken one hell of a jolt of electricity (although technically it was made up of five individual jolts) and I couldn’t believe that she had survived, but then I hadn’t believed in the Loch Ness Monster a few days before and my job required a lot of believing in things that other people wouldn’t even consider. I certainly wasn’t going to be satisfied until they brought the body up, which they had, but it had taken a while since the Agency doesn’t keep a lot of underwater units on standby on dry land. The nearest team had needed to be brought in from the west coast of Ireland, which wouldn’t have been so bad had the Irish Sea Tunnel not been undergoing scheduled maintenance on both bores, forcing them to come over on the Manx bridges with all the congestion that entails. It would almost have been as quick to send an airship for them.

The divers hadn’t located my gun by the time that we quit the scene, which meant that I was going to have to report it as missing rather than broken and the paperwork on that was a good deal more involved and long-winded. They had found the bodies of the rest of Helliman’s team, though, at the very bottom of the reservoir weighted down with rocks and with scalpels sticking out of their eyes, ruling out mass suicide as a likely cause of death.

After leaving the forensics crews to go over the mess that had once been the water quality testing laboratory, we’d driven back to Oxford and to my house. The investigation in Slough was pretty much over since I had no further leads to go on, so I had contacted the hotel and had our things brought over to the Water Board headquarters, allowing us to change out of the draughty lab coats that had been the only dry clothes that we had been able to find and into our own clothes. Miranda had, of course, made her white coat look like a quality fashion statement.

Dry, though, isn’t the same as clean and we’d spent time submerged in a body of water that had been used as a toilet by the Loch Ness monster (and its children) for an indeterminate amount of time. That the stuff we drank was supplied from that same body of water



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