Midnight Redeemer by Nancy Gideon

Author:Nancy Gideon [Gideon, Nancy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, General, Horror, Vampires
ISBN: 9781893896178
Google: 7p6RPQAACAAJ
Amazon: 189389617X
Publisher: ImaJinn Books
Published: 2000-10-08T13:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Frank Cobb wasn't at his post.

For the first time since he'd been assigned as her ‘assistant,’ he wasn't lurking at her doorway, watching her every move.

Probably because there no longer was a need.

Had he told them everything?

The certainty that time was short goaded Stacy into a marathon work session. A meticulous process under the best of circumstances, her efforts were slowed as she carefully took longhand notes on a legal pad instead of using her computer to graph results. If her findings weren't compromised already, she couldn't risk some cyber-snoop getting hold of her data before her testing was conclusive.

Was this work she did crossing the boundaries of moral decency? Could it be considered transgenic—bringing specific genes across the gap between one species and another? But Louis was human, wasn't he? Or at least, he had been. She wasn't engineering alien biochemicals to threaten human existence ... or was she? Was she dabbling where science should never go? Or was she simply using the knowledge at hand to defeat the ravages of nature?

When conscience wavered, she did what she always did to suppress it. She brought up the image of her mother whose vital life had been eaten away by chemotherapy and the ugly side effect, Kaposi's sarcoma, the rare skin cancer it could not control. When the issue of human rights and dignity raised its flag, she rallied behind that picture. Where was the decency in what her mother had endured? What right had anyone to tell her she should not do anything in her power to thwart man's most deadly diseases? She wasn't a theologian; she was a scientist. These were her tools, her talents. And she would not apologize for her methods when the haunting visions of cancer wards filled with pediatric patients denied her rest.

She was doing the right thing.

Stopping only when her eyes felt crossed from hours of squinting through the microscope eyepiece, she took a short break to refill her coffee mug and roll the kinks from her shoulders. She tried for the half-dozenth time to contact Alex Andrews, but he hadn't checked in at work and wasn't picking up at home or on his cell. She settled for leaving yet another message.

And when she returned to her lab, Frank Cobb was there glancing over the notes she'd taken in her own undecipherable shorthand.

"Looking for something in particular, Mr. Cobb?"

He regarded her without batting an eyelash. “You didn't come in yesterday. I was worried about you."

"Your concern was what sustained me."

Not knowing how to respond to her cynical drawl, he remained cautiously aloof.

"And where have you been this morning?” she asked. “I thought you might have been reassigned now that you're no more use to them here."

His eyebrow arched. “What, you no longer need me to make coffee?"

She wasn't buying into his charm. Her guise of good-naturedness fell away. “I mean now that you've accomplished what you were sent here to do."

"Which was what, Doc? Take care of you?"

She skewered him with a sour look.

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