The white-coated lab assistants moved about in choreographed silence, while some stood before a large table, drawing pipettes of fluid from tiny tubes and transferring them into a vile. Frank walked into the laboratory, William following behind, barely able to keep up with his swift strides.
They entered the same cabin that was labelled, ‘special project’. Just like before, Frank slid a card through the electric door, opening it, and they both walked in. William’s eyes widened at the sight of Eulich lying lifeless on the bed in the centre of the room. Her body had been wrapped in a plastic bag that covered her body just up to her neck, and her eyes were wide open in a disturbing stare.
He came and stood at her side. “How did this happen?”
“Someone came in last night and strangled her i
