“Alpha Javier, what do we do now?” When Allen Roswell faced the alpha, he was still undecided.
The investigation had not yet arrived but he was certain that something had happened in the laboratory. For such a big fire, it was possible that it was the research laboratory.
Alpha Javier said icily, “What about that old man claiming that it was all done by Clovis Morris?” Pausing for a moment, he swept a look at Allen Roswell, “What about Valerie and the other participants?”
Before he could say anything, Marcel Thorin arrived abruptly, “Alpha Javier, Sir Allen Roswell.” He greeted them politely.
“What happened? Did something happen to the laboratory?!” Alpha Javier eagerly asked. He was most concerned with the laboratory more than anything else. It was his years of work and he could not
