Chapter Twenty-Nine
Sophia watched Denton admire the vial in his hands. His team had finished synthesizing the virus or whatever it was they did to help Denton strip the Phoenix from her DNA. Something she scarcely knew she had until today.
Denton attached the needle and extended his arm.
‘Colonel, do you want a test subject first?’ Czarina said in a low tone.
‘I’ll do just fine,’ he said. He pierced the basilic vein that bulged from the inside of his elbow and pushed the plunger.
‘Are we waiting for your third virus to arrive?’ Sophia said.
‘Patience,’ he said, ‘is not a virtue. But it will come, soon.’ He licked his lips. ‘I don’t suppose there’s anyone else helping you? You used to have a few buddies. Nasira?’
Sophia tried not to think of her. Or her location. What she was doing.
