After a little more thought, it was decided Bug would be the one to tell Nigel what they had discovered, with Lily there incase Nigel needed to be calmed down. Garret would tell Julia alone, while Woody worked on identifying the shooter and Jordan tried to make the morgue into a makeshift operating room.

"Hey Nigel, can I talk to you out here for a moment?" Bug asked softly from the office doorway.

"Um, I'm kind of busy here, mate. Can't it wait?"

"I need to talk to you out here."

Garret walked into the office and stood next to Nigel. "I can take over for a little bit."
Nigel reluctantly got up and went with Bug. Garret sat down where Nigel had been.

"How're you doing, Julia?"

She was silent. After looking at Garret for a while, she finally spoke.

"So you found out?"

"You did know, didn't you?"

"Yes. I was secretly researching what they were doing with the formula."
"They?"

"They're a group that branched off the KGB, quiet rebels, who would go along with anything as long as it didn't interfere with their goals. Originally, the formula was meant to work as a interrogation device…in stead of wasting time drugging their wounded prisoners, the drug would already be in them so all they had to do was ask questions. That was about 15 years ago."

Garret sat listening intently. Julia continued.

"My father and Nigel were in the same unit of the Royal Navy at the time. The unit was ordered to raid a laboratory and gain information about the research going on there. Things didn't go as planned. One of the older scientists got jumpy, pulled a gun and fired it, everything went into chaos. Everyone of the researchers stayed and fought back, except one."
"Today's gunman?"
"Exactly. He was young and his father was the scientist fired the first shot, and the first to be shot down. The guy from today ran away, which made him the only one who escaped that day. The Navy had only 3 fatalities, but unfortunately, my father was one of them."
"I'm sorry to hear that"
Julia nodded and waved pity aside. "Since my mother had died during childbirth and my father was now gone, Nigel took me in and looked after me until he came over here. I wouldn't let myself be the reason that he was held back, and by that time I could take care of myself anyway. Since then, we've kept in contact in any way possible. I've been undercover, so to speak, keeping an eye out on what the son had been up to. He's changed the formula so that instead of loosening people's tongues and tearing down inhibitions, it now tears down the body of whoever the bullet has been shot into, as well as slightly affecting those around the target. He's been able to "seek revenge" on everyone who was in that unit, except Nigel. I came here hoping that since Nigel had been out of the country for so long, the gunman wouldn't be able to find him, and in the event that he did find him, that I would somehow be able to protect him. I suppose I did, but not completely."

Garret sat back, amazed at what he had just been told and what was happening now. It occurred to him that Nigel, his coworker and, yes, even though it was hardly ever admitted, close friend, was an intended hit, and could possibly be dead now if it had not been for his niece. Eventually, he jerked himself back to reality, trying to focus hard on what was happening now.

"We're going to try to take the bullet out. From what we can tell, the longer it's in there, the longer the formula is emitted and can affect the body, is that correct?"

Julia nodded.

"It won't be easy, but at least you might have a better chance. We should really hurry though."
"Don't let Nigel know the whole story. The vengeful gunman and everything… I'll tell him."

Garret agreed and called Jordan to let her know they were almost ready.