Chapter 96-1
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“I can’t believe I’m finally meeting you. I have read every single one of your papers. I’m sure you don’t remember this, it was a few years ago, but I reached out to you when I wrote my dissertation on rapid gene mutation,” Eloise gushed as she pulled out a key. The healer looked to be in her early twenties, and from the moment we walked into the infirmary, her eyes held stars.
All for Saul.
I knew he continued his research and submitted papers, but from the way this young woman was reacting, he was a little bit of a rock star in his field.
“I do remember,” Saul smiled. “If I recall, your dissertation was about gene mutation during the mating habits of certain mammals. It certainly caught my eye.”
Immediately, her cheeks flamed. “Yeah, that was kind of the point. I really just wanted to ignite some interest in my field by making it a little bit spicy, you know? I mean, I think science is sexy, but it’s a hard sell for young students, and sometimes you find that grad school is nothing but continuing the work of some crusty old fart.
No offense. Not that you’re a crusty old fart. You’re not at all. In fact, you’re much younger than I thought you’d be. Not that I thought you’d be old. You’re just so accomplished. I should really shut up now.”
I tamped down my snort of laughter, and Saul’s eyes flickered to me in annoyance. “For science to progress, we do need young blood. I was very much in the same position as you, and I applaud your take. I found your dissertation quite riveting, and I have no doubt others did as well.”
When she turned even redder, I half expected her to faint on the floor.
Quickly, I cleared my throat. “The shipment.”
“Right. Sorry. So, the brewers have been experimenting with different flavors, and they’d ordered some new ingredients to brew in the beer or however they make it. I personally don’t drink, and they thought this was one of their ingredients. Luckily, there’s a super sniffer on the team who detected some less-than-kosher chemicals. Their shipment never did arrive, so London grew suspicious.”
London hadn’t said that. He made it seem like the first shipment was just an accident.
“I was able to detect diacetylmorphine in the vial, but it only made up about a quarter of the substance. I couldn’t identify anything else in it.”.
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“What’s diacetylmorphine?” I asked.
“A derivative from the poppy plant,” Saul said with a trace of distaste. “You’d know it as liquid
heroin.”
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That got my attention, but it wasn’t alarming. Most drugs dissipated quickly in our systems, which
was good for keeping away from dangerous street drugs, but annoying when a shifter actually
needed a drug to heal.
Saul spent most of his life coming up with different concoctions to help keep wolves sedated,
calm, and pain-free in the direst of circumstances.
He readily shared his findings with the werewolf community, which explained why young Eloise
was so infatuated with him.
“Honestly, I think it’s probably some new designer drug, but we can’t figure out what it’s doing here
unless someone has seriously written down the wrong address. There’s probably some human
very upset that their drug shipment hasn’t arrived.”
I had a feeling that London had a different theory, and that was why the shipment was under lock
and key. Not only that, but I noted six cameras facing the door. Whatever was in this room, he did
not want getting out.
Eloise opened the closet and turned on the light. “The closet used to be crammed with medical
supplies, but when the alpha decided to lock away the shipments, he ordered us to move everything out. He, Cruz, and I have the only keys. I’m not even allowed to tell the infirmary volunteers what’s in the closet. It’s all been very hush-hush.”
“Has the pack witch taken a look at it?”
“Ava?” Eloise frowned. “Why would she look at it? She’s not a scientist.”
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