“Correct.”
“According to Mr. Boss, you plan to enhance your strength by taking our new drug?”
“Yes. If I don’t die in the process.”
“Do not worry. If SERV doesn’t work, there is no harm.”
The woman lied so well, but not to the point of convincing an alpha werewolf. “Are you certain?”
“I am. Naturally, I can show you the lab results to ease your concern.”
She and Bolton had convinced the volunteers of its safety. The dead corpses in the field indicated the chance of a successful shift was minimal. Survival of the lucky not the fittest.
“I would like that very much.”
Her smart phone vibrated and she picked it up. “One moment.” Svetlana turned slightly to read a text. He noticed her quickened pulse. Something was wrong. She stood. “Please stay and enjoy drinks and whatever you wish to eat. The seafood is the best.”
“Is something wrong?”
“Nothing that concerns you. A bank transaction that needs my immediate attention.” She walked through the automatic doors. He heard the locki
ng mechanism engage. Trapped.
Montez approached, holding a menu. “I will happily cook whatever you want. My specialty is sea bass.”
He narrowed his eyes at him. “Can you unlock the glass doors?”
Montez shook his head. “I cannot. Mistress enabled the lockdown.”
Bolton and his two henchmen, back in human form, escorted Emma into a large room. Returning to human form took minutes. Certainly, the change for them was not as easy as normal werewolves. Natural lycans could shift in seconds as opposed to minutes.
Bolton unlocked a steel door. The room, somewhere between a medical bay and a detention cell, was furnished with a long black table and two chairs facing one another. Behind glass cabinets were test tubes, syringes and vials of drugs. A large cage stood in the corner most likely to accommodate a bipedal werewolf. In case they lost their mind in the transition as she suspected might happen if the change didn’t go well.
Bolton took out his mobile and texted someone.
Was he ordering Nik captured or killed? Emma took her seat. “Let me guess, you plan to torture me into revealing secrets.” More likely, he meant to inject her with the shifting drug.
Bolton scoffed. “Nonsense. I’m more interested in hearing your choices.”
“What do you mean?”
“Tell me how you found out about the hiker who discovered the bodies. And how you found a connection with me and the wolves with the human endogenous retrovirus or ...” He nodded to Ed who took out a vial and a syringe.
“Truth serum?”
“No, the alternative is to test our drug on you.”
“You plan to use me as a guinea pig?”
“Unless, you tell me everything about how you connected me to the wolves, yes.”
Emma could leave out the lycans and still tell him the truth, at least about Danny since no more harm could come to him. “After Danny was killed, I picked up the files on you.”
His face lit in anger. “Bull shit. He may have found my other lab and ties to selling bio weapons, but no one, and I mean no one, could have traced me to the wolves.”
“How do you know?”
“If he had, he would have been torn to pieces.”