Twenty-Eight
Andy worked to keep his face blank, his eyes fixed on a point in the distance, as Major Templeton strolled in front of the lines of assembled wardens. He wanted to launch himself forward and wring the smug bastard’s neck as he played the part of an attentive leader addressing his troops.
The scientists from High Command had arrived two hours before dusk and had immediately been whisked away to the medical facility to begin their testing of Hannah’s vaccine. Ten minutes ago, Andy, Geoff, and the other lieutenants had been summoned to the parade ground to find all the wardens from Harlington headquarters assembled, as well as a large group that was to take up the running of the Brimfield Ward under the command of Captain Landry.
She stood beside Captain Murphy, neither of the
