The van waited outside city limits. Delta residents were too wary these days of outsiders; it was impossible to do much of anything without raising suspicion of some sort. It didn’t help that the type of information Nolan wanted would raise more than a few eyebrows, either.
This was his specialty. Information gathering. It was why he’d launched the entire project in the first place. He knew exactly how to get the strongest results, and even if he didn’t have everything he wanted yet from Sara Vail, he stood by his methodology. They had brought her in, cut her open, conducted test after test after test on her. They’d exposed her to heat, to water, to cold, all in search of the strongest reaction to study.
And they’d found it. By sheer accident, really. When natural stimulation had failed
