“Hiya, beautiful. What can I do for you today?”
The cheerful greeting never changed. Major Antonia Fielding, Toni to her friends if she had any left, let the door swing shut behind her and walked farther into the lion’s den.
The medical center on-site was state of the art. Despite the appearance of the buildings outside, weather-beaten concrete that had definitely seen better days, the inside had been gutted and refitted when the Project had moved in.
Now gleaming steel workbenches filled the labs she’d passed. They contained all manner of equipment for the modern-day Frankensteins that moved between them shrouded in white protective suits. All contained behind the safety glass that kept unauthorized personnel, like her, out. Most of it she had no chance of identifying, even if she want
