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Chapters (36)
  1. VECTOR
  2. Copyright page
  3. Dedication
  4. AKNOWLEDGEMENTS
  5. Epigraph
  6. PROLOGUE
  7. ONE
  8. TWO
  9. THREE
  10. FOUR
  11. FIVE
  12. SIX
  13. SEVEN
  14. EIGHT
  15. NINE
  16. TEN
  17. ELEVEN
  18. TWELVE
  19. THIRTEEN
  20. FOURTEEN
  21. FIFTEEN
  22. SIXTEEN
  23. SEVENTEEN
  24. EIGHTEEN
  25. NINETEEN
  26. TWENTY
  27. TWENTY-ONE
  28. TWENTY-TWO
  29. TWENTY-THREE
  30. TWENTY-FOUR
  31. TWENTY-FIVE
  32. TWENTY-SIX
  33. EPILOGUE
  34. AUTHOR’S NOTE
  35. SELECTED BIBLIOGRAPHY
  36. GLOSSARY

“Most likely no,” Jack said. “The Russian knew what he was doing, and he wanted us alive. Also the lab has a negative pressure ventilation system that must be properly filtered.”

“All right, stay there!” Stan ordered. “Do not leave the house. We will come to you. Understand?”

“I suppose,” Jack said. “I thought it best to get back to the morgue. I’m here with Dr. Laurie Montgomery. The morgue is going to need all the help it can get.”

“After you’ve been deconned,” Stan said. “For now stay put. We’ll be there in minutes to secure the area.”

The line went dead.

Jack shrugged his shoulders, hung up the phone, and sighed. “We missed it,” he said with a voice that broke. Laurie put her arms around him and hugged him. He was choked up, and tears came to her eyes in sympathy.

“Hey, man,” Warren said. “I think you better tell us what’s happening here.”

Jack nodded and took a deep breath. He started to speak but had to fight off more tears. After another sigh, he got ahold of himself. “Warren, I told you the next time someone had to be saved, it was my turn to save you.”

“Yeah, well I’m not as stupid as you are, Doc.”

“If you’d only gotten here an hour earlier.”

“So now it’s my bad,” Warren commented.

“No, I don’t mean to imply that,” Jack said. “Believe me, I’m thankful you came at all.”

“I had to wait to see if you two were going to show up at work,” Warren said. “When you didn’t, I thought maybe something strange had happened. I saw early this morning that my wheels weren’t back, and I knew from Spit you hadn’t come back to the neighborhood, but hell, I thought maybe you two shacked up at a hotel or something, making up.”

“I wish that’s what this evening had been about,” Jack said. He looked at Laurie.

“Me, too,” she added.

TWENTY-SIX

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TWENTY-SIX

Thursday, October 21

12:45 P.M.

Stan Thornton had not been exaggerating when he said they’d be there in minutes. Jack, Laurie, Warren, and Flash had barely had time to sit themselves down on Yuri’s couch and chairs when local firemen in class A hazmat suits showed up outside to cordon off the area and empty the neighboring houses of their occupants. It seemed surreal for those inside to watch all the activity because none of the firemen approached Yuri’s house.