Bradley felt sick to his stomach. He knew in his gut that this pandemic wasn’t natural, but having the evidence laid out before him was more than he could handle. These people were so much more sinister than he thought before.
But why? What was their motivation for this g******e?
And why weren’t they wearing masks?
He stayed quiet, waiting to get more answers from the evil creatures that lurked below.
“Hindsight is always 20/20,” the dark-haired man answered bitterly. “But at least we have made the situation work to our advantage.”
“If your plan succeeds, then yes,” said the taller one. “So what to do with the girl?”
“Let her sit for a while longer,” The rodent-faced man said. “I don’t mind watching her squirm a bit. Then perhaps she will be more… amenable to our demands.”
Bradle
