Oliver stared at the file, his coffee already gone cold on his desk. He had spent the night going over the files with Liberty and then looking at his research in Maine. At first, he had simply closed the file and shoved it to the side. This had nothing to do with them, so there was no reason they needed to get involved. However, as much as he postured about ignoring what Global Technologies was doing, only one question kept repeating itself in his mind: why would Kelvin Chambers concoct a chemical that would kill shifters?
In the end, Liberty convinced him to reach out to Bobby, but he never received an answer. Nor did he receive an answer to the messages he left at his wife’s insistence. As soon as he arrived at work that morning, he went straight to Bobby’s office, but the small room wa
