Chapter 7 - THE NURSE'S CONFESSION
The airstrip was dark, save for a single Gulfstream jet preparing for takeoff. Elias ordered our pilot to land directly in front of the jet, cutting off its runway.
We hit the tarmac running. Two armed mercenaries stepped out of the jet, but Elias dropped them both with non-lethal, suppressed shots to the legs before they could raise their rifles.
I stormed up the stairs of the jet and kicked the cabin door open. Nurse Sarah Jenkins screamed, cowering in the plush leather seat.
"Where is the antidote?" I roared, grabbing her shoulders.
"I don't have it!" she sobbed hysterically. "Vance gave me the vial! He said it would just make her sleep so he could get your signature! I didn't know it was lethal! He has the counter-agent in his office vault!"
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I dropped her, letting Elias zip-tie her wrists.
"Marcus is at the Sloane Tower," I said, my blood running cold. "He's waiting for the board meeting to start."
