Elizabeth rushed back from the staff dorms, making a bee line directly for Nomi’s office.
God she couldn’t wait to get away from those three. They creeped her out. Talking about possession and God knows what else. She still had no idea why Nomi wanted them there, but she wasn’t one to question orders. She just followed the script she was given, and did what she was told.
She had to admit, she had sold her whole “devastated fiancee” bit pretty damn well. They had bought it. Hell, part of her had actually believed it.
Andrew. Oh poor Andrew. If they only knew what had really happened to him. Only she knew the truth about that one. Not even Nomi knew what Elizabeth had done.
She smiled.
She knocked gently on the door in front of her. The plaque read “Dr. Nomi Duguard”. One day, if she played her cards right, it would be her name up on that door, and not that cold hearted bitch.
“Come in.”
Quickly, and making sure she wasn’t being followed, Elizabeth stepped into the office.
“So?” Nomi was sitting behind her desk. She leaned back, clasping her hands, and resting them on her lap. “How’d it go?”
“Fine.” Elizabeth took off the coke bottle glasses she had been wearing, and rubbed the bridge of her nose. She still hadn’t gotten use to the damn things. Who knew that being part of the Yamada Labs team meant having to play a character. “They bought it. Just like you said they would.”
“Of course they would. It’s heart tugging gold.” Nomi laughed. “Fucking hero types.” Nomi reached in her desk and pulled out a small, silver cigarette case. Flipping it open, she slipped out a cigarette, placing it between her lips before lighting it.
“So, are you going to tell me why you brought them here, exactly?” Elizabeth plopped down in the chair across from Nomi. “These aren’t your normal types.”
“I have my reasons.” Nomi sat up straight. “Is the imaging equipment set up in their rooms?”
“Yes.” All of this struck Elizabeth as ridiculous.
Did Nomi believe that these idiots were for real? Sure, the data they had collected on them seemed to suggest some type of paranormal phenomena, but it was hardly anything ground breaking.
“You question my motives.” A sly smile spread across Nomi’s face. She took a deep drag, and exhaled a torrent of smoke.
“No ma’am.” Elizabeth couldn’t hide the panic in her voice. Nomi did not take kindly to those who questioned her authority.
“They are connected to these creatures some how.” Nomi reached into one of her drawers and pulled out a file. “What DNA data we could collect shows that they too have mutated DNA similar in structure to our little experiments.”
Elizabeth wasn’t buying it for one second. “Yes, ma’am. I’ve seen the data. Still, they...”
“Just do as your told, alright?” Nomi slapped the file down on the desk. “You were not hired to make decisions, just to follow orders. Got it?”
“Yes, ma’am.” Elizabeth bit her tongue. She just had to wait it out a little longer.
She just had to wait for this whole God forsaken project to blow up in Nomi’s face. She knew it would. The material was all too... too insane. Then, after the dust settles all she would have to do would be to swoop in and take the lead researcher position.
She just had to be patient, and play along.
“How have you been feeling lately, Elizabeth?” Nomi was watching her. Almost studying her. Smoke swirled off the burning tip of her cigarette and curled in front of her face.
“I’ve been fine.” Something in her bosses tone gave her pause. “Why?”
“I just wanted to make sure that you weren’t cracking under the pressure. You may not see it, but your role in all of this is very important.” A smirk cracked on Nomi’s lips.
“I can handle it.” Elizabeth stood up. “I should make sure that the lab assistants have been able to properly transport Andrew.”
Nomi just nodded and waved her off.
As Elizabeth headed to the door one thing became crystal clear in her mind. She had better watch her back, because that bitch had something up her sleeve.
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