Volos smiled. It was an expression that was completely patronizing. “We did, Doctor.”
Matthew turned away from Gavin—it was oddly hard to break eye-contact—and stared at Volos. “I’m sorry, what?”
“It was a consensual experiment,” Volos explained. “And we’ve garnered a great deal of research material from doing so. It’s going quite well.”
“But why?” Matthew frowned. The echo of his oath momentarily rang through his ears: ‘Above all, I must not play God.’
“Consensual or not, I’m sure the ethics board would have a few things to say about—”
Volos’s smile escalated to a chuckle. “There is no ethics board that has any say on what happens here at the GDBCG. We are completely sanctioned to do what we must, however we need to do it.”
A feeling of unease crept into Matthew’s guts. “And your ow
