Doc’s high-pitched outburst echoed in the lab.Carlton stood at attention, an imposing figure compared to the flabby General who stood next to him.“I’m on it, ma’am,” Carlton stated, his voice calm and controlled. “I’m going to hack into the city’s traffic cameras, question a few employees in convenience stores. I’ll find their trail.”“How the fuck did they ever get by you anyway?” Doc took a deep breath and pinched the bridge of her nose. “No, never mind. It doesn’t matter.”“Chances are wherever they are, your sister is,” General said.The worst of her anger tempered, she considered General’s statement. “You’re probably right about that. Maybe we can work this in our favor.”“Let’s find out where they are and test a hoard on them.”She shot a heated look at General. “Not until we take my sister and Laura.”“Without Laura and Max, we have no need to worry.”“There will be others with immunity. Knowing what made her a survivor will help if anyone else comes up with a cure.
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