heaving as if it had run a marathon. Then the capuchin fell over on its side, jerked once, and lay still.
âThere!â said Dr. Glenn. âThatâs the exact pattern I observed in the first one.â
âFirst one?â asked Josh. âWhat first one?â
Glenn waved him over to a cage farther down the wall. Inside, another capuchin lay lifelessly in the middle of a bed of pine shavings. âThis animal demonstrated the same patterns before it died.â
Josh pressed his lips together and looked at the small, still form. Over the last two days a number of the laboratory animals that had been treated with the serum had begun to demonstrate symptoms. Some of them mild. Some of them severe. In the last hours animals had started to die. âHave you lost all the mice?â
âNot all,â said Dr. Glenn. âThere are still a handful, though most of those are in decline. Weâve lost thirty percent of the treated primates and a good seventy percent of the smaller mammals.â
Josh shivered. Heather. He had promised Heather that the injection would be safe. Of course, he had known that was a lie. The phobosan that Heather had taken had only been tested for a brief time and never on a human being. But Josh had never thought it could be this dangerous. Never thought it could be deadly.
He turned to Dr. Glenn. âIâve got to go and see Heather.â
The doctor frowned. âThereâs bad news on that front as well,â he said.
âWhat?â
Glenn held out a folded sheet of paper. Josh snatched it from his hands and read it anxiously.
Josh felt his heartbeat increase as he read. Heather was in trouble. Big trouble. Her symptoms didnât match those of the treated animals, but it was clear that the phobosan was having unexpected effects. âWeâve got to do something now. Weâve got toââ
A door hissed open at the far side of the lab, and a tall figure stepped in. âI understand weâve had a few setbacks,â said Loki.
âSetbacks?â Josh walked across the room to meet the tall man. âItâs more than a setback; itâs a disaster.â
âReally?â There was an amused expression on Lokiâs face. âI think we can buy more animals when we need them. I donât see any disaster.â
âForget the animals,â said Josh. âTo hell with the animals! What about Heather?â
âIâm not aware of any health problems with subject B.â
Josh waved the observation notes in front of Loki. âThen you havenât seen this.â
Loki took the paper and glanced at it for a moment. âOh, this.â He passed the paper back to Josh. âYes, Iâve seen these comments.â
âYouâve seen them?â Josh stared at him. âThen how can you say thereâs nothing wrong with Heather?â
âI see nothing in that report to indicate any medical problem,â said Loki. He pushed past Josh and walked over to Dr. Glenn. âHave you performed autopsies on the specimens that have died so far?â
The scientist nodded. âYes, weâveââ
Josh stepped in between Glenn and Loki. âErratic. Disorientation. Declining. Donât those sound like problems to you?â
âThe girl is suddenly fearless. Are you surprised that sheâs excited? Sheâs testing the limits, enjoying her new power.â
âThis doesnât sound like excitement to me. This sounds like a serious problem.â Josh looked his leader straight in the eyes. âI think itâs time that we administer the counteragent. Just in case.â
Lokiâs expression turned hard. âIâm afraid that youâre becoming too involved in your relationship with this subject. Maybe I should find another agent to interact with her.â
âNo, you canâtââ
âDonât tell me what I can do,â said Loki. He stared back at