The laboratory in Brooklyn was precisely what Adrian would have designed if he'd had unlimited resources and absolute dedication to his task. The equipment was state-of-the-art. The research materials were comprehensive. Every tool he could possibly need was available. It was, essentially, the laboratory his mother had been denied when she was trying to develop the original antidote.
Adrian spent the first hours simply examining what Elena had created—the chemical structure of the compound, the delivery mechanism, the biological pathways it would affect. It was brilliant work, he had to admit. Elena had taken the basic concept of Silendox poisoning and refined it to a degree that made his mother's original research look primitive by comparison.
The compound worked by mimicking the effect
