Not A Small-Town Girl

"No problem," Danielle replied calmly.

Elliot approached the patient and asked, "Are you all right? Do you remember what happened at the research lab?"

"Yes," the patient replied with a heavy nod. "That night, I was heading home late from work. I was ambushed and drugged. When I woke up, I was in the lab, where there were many others like me.

"From the moment we were captured, they injected us with all sorts of drugs, pushing us to the brink of death. Some couldn’t handle it and succumbed to the torment of the drugs. Every day, someone lost their life.

"For those who survived the initial rounds, we were sent to an underground lab for live experiments. The experiments were led by a woman. The other doctors called her Professor Sinclair. I was saved the day after I was sent there, so that’s all I know."

Elliot nodded as he processed the grim details. Evidently, the lab was conducting unspeakable experiments, but their ultimate goal remained a mystery. ’On the surface, Jackson appears to lead the Wulf Clan, but who’s really pulling the strings?’ he wondered.

sparkling as he looked at Danielle with

leave the rest of the patients to you. You

I can’t.

pointers and a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "You’ve got

clenched his fists, thinking, ’I can’t

at his watch and said, "It’s

the food at our cafeteria is the best. You have to try it, Danielle," Lydia

try the pork chop."

to a young woman, carrying trays and engaging

flavorful. Here, let me get you some,"