Tenderloin (Abby Kane FBI Thriller) - Plot & Excerpts
There wasn’t much left: splintered wood and broken glass—Pyrex labware to be precise—made up most of the debris. Scattered on the ground were a few Bunsen burners and a storage cooler with racks of test tubes spilling from it. All of them were empty. I wondered what damage the outsiders might have done to the lab to cover their tracks before the father of the dead boy came along. Even with the extensive damage, it was clear that experiments were being conducted. These outsiders had taken a villager and used him as a guinea pig. By the time we returned to the village, we had made the decision to spend the night and head back to Mitú first thing the next morning. Not something I wanted, but necessary. The jungle was beautiful and amazing, but the accommodations… I had no idea how much I would sorely miss a proper bed and bath. I did brave another trip to the river before sundown. That day had been extra humid, and I had become extra sticky. Another woman and her two children were bathing at the river when I arrived—much better than a laughing Cabrera.
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