CHAPTER 43
THE TWO DAYS after Emmy got released were a whirlwind of activity. I’d been in touch with both Chet in Galveston and my new staff in Richmond by email, but I needed to visit the lab as well as catch up on correspondence.
Having friends in high places paid off because the funding and permission to run a wider trial of Apollo in Al Bidaya got pushed through without me having to print off a forest’s worth of grant forms and write proposal after proposal. People were still dying, but the death rate had slowed markedly, and this new vaccination program for the surrounding area should ensure the disease was wiped out entirely. But the logistics still required a whole heap of work on my part.
“Anything I can do, darlin’?” Jed asked from the couch.
With the threat of Azrael temporar
