Page 33 of Alpha Infected
“Your assurances are admirable. But that’s not why you’re here.”
Albert frowned. “It’s not?”
“No, Mr. Chang. You’re here because I want that enhancer. My team will take over developing it. You hand over all of your company’s research on SE RX-2 to me and permanently end your progress with the product. In exchange, I’ll ensure that the government doesn’t tank your corporation in retaliation for the Tulsa outbreak.”
Albert was stunned. The US Legion - or whoever this was - wanted the product that turned people into face eating monsters?
“Do we have a deal?”
Albert snapped out of his stunned freeze and nodded. “Absolutely.” He’d hand over anything this man wanted if it meant he wasn’t going to be breaking rocks for the next forty years. KV Perkins continuing to operate once the city of Tulsa recovered was a bonus.
The man leaned forward. The light from the lamp finally reached him, catching and gleaming on his short hair.
“There’s one stipulation.”
“Yes?”
“You are to never speak of this meeting or reveal that you gave the specs for SE RX-2 away. If you do, there will be consequences. Do you understand?”
Albert nodded again. “Perfectly.”
“Good.”
They shook hands to seal the deal. Then the man leaned back in his chair until he was once again enshrouded in darkness. Albert could just make out the satisfied smile on his face before he spoke.
“I think SE RX-2 is exactly what my experiment is missing.”
