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Sid, removing a tiny glass tube from the case already set outside the storage unit, loaded a vial into the dermagun. Kiersten and Aiden continued to secure the racks of tiny glass tubes in the second carrying case inside the temperature-controlled unit.
“How long is the vaccine effective for once injected?” Marcus asked, observing Sid’s movements.
“Life,” Sid answered.
He made his way to his quarters, where Derek was readying himself to be viewed by strangers. Derek had eaten several times since his rescue, but his face was gaunt, his hair a little too long, and Sid’s clothes just didn’t fit.
“A little insurance,” Sid told him and placed the dermagun against Derek’s arm and activated the trigger.
“Spending time in F-4, Sid, has compelled me to appreciate the simple things I once t
