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Chapter 10:

Pile of Bodies

In an extravagant mansion across town, a young Indian man -who's the owner of Life Foundation- is waiting in his large office for an update about his Project Abyss and what's happened to his other containers of goo.

A knock at the large alerts him to the expected arrivals.

"Come in," the man says in a slight Indian accent.

As the door opens, three figures come in. First a woman with long dark brown hair with fair skin dressed in a form fitting black suit.

Followed by a big Caucasian man with a buzz cut. The man was 6'4" and was very muscular. He looked to weigh around 257lbs. The man had a strong square jaw and broad shoulders. He was wearing an all black military uniform.

The last man was the same man/thing who killed Dr. Zien. He was wearing a long sleeved light blue collared shirt and grey dress pants.

"Good you're all here. I want a progress report. Where are my specimens?"

The muscle guy answered, "The FBI still has them sir. We're working, as we speak, to get them back with the help of an inside man. But...there's been a small hiccup."

"'A small hiccup?' Like what?"

"Well Mr. Drake, a man somehow broke in and opened all the vats. And now five specimen are missing."

"Five are miss-," Drake controlled himself before saying, "They can't be missing. They're self moving biosuits! You can't miss that! They must've bonded with a few of the agents. That has to be why nobody can find them. Grady, I want you to work with Bobby and his henchmen..." "I think you mean Billy, sir. Billy McGoldrick." "Whatever. But yes him. I want you, Billy, and his team to find those people. I just want you to watch them and report back to me. We're getting paid by our clients to see how the biosuits bond with humans anyway." Drake then asked the muscular Grady, "Hypothetically, are they the only ones now in possession of a biosuit?"

"Hypothetically speaking: Yes."

Drake nodded then turned to to the woman. "Amara, how is our clientele looking?"

"Well, since the raid at Dr. Zien's lab a few potential buyers have backed out. But we still have the North Korean government, the Nigerian government, the Egyptian government, and a hand full of elitists are willing to pay an even bigger price for the biosuits. A few of these buyers are U.S. senators."

"Hmmm. That's not as bad as I originally expected. Do we still have Senator Dick Roman as a willing buyer?"

"Oh yes Mr. Drake."

"Fantastic." With that Drake turned to the final man of the trio. His assassin. "Alright Alistair, how's that investigation going?"

"Which one Nasir? The FBI one or the SBPD one?"

"Both. And for the final time, it's Mr. Drake to you."

"Alright, alright Mr. Drake. Well the FBI investigation has no idea as of yet what the goo actually is. They may make an arrest soon on some Project employees and possibly the president of the company but they're not coming any where near you. As far as they know you have no ties with the Life Foundation."

"Good. And what about the SBPD?"

"They're just chasing their own tails." Alistair said with an amused chuckle. "All they know is that the pile of bodies -sorry I meant murders are brutal. I've left nothing for them to use. Not like I could anyway. Everyone of those murders had been committed with my biosuit on."

"Alright. Did you ever find where that reporter tramp threw her phone? Oh and have you found the disk she stole?"

"No we haven't found the phone yet."

"Well keep looking. It's too important to just right it off. She took some very incriminating photos."

"Yes we're going to keep looking. But we did find the disk. It's with your computer geeks right now."

"Good. Is there anything else?"

"Yeah there is," Alistair said. Drake motioned for the killer to continue. "We've found out that the slut has a spawn. And quite frankly we don't know if the kid knows anything. Or worse, we don't know if the kid is holding onto something crucial."

"True..." Drake trailed off as he contemplated his next move. "Alright. Find the brat. But don't kill it. We'll need to find out if there's anything the kid knows about what its mother hid. Maybe the kid actually knows where its mother hid her findings."

Alistair nodded, although he wasn't happy that he couldn't spill more blood.

"You're all excused." As the trio filed out of the room, Nasir Drake moved back behind his lavish desk and made a phone call.

"Hello. Yes, this is Nasir Drake. I want my plane to be ready to leave the country by the end of the month. I'll back call later to give you more details."

TBC

A/N: So yes...I borrowed Amara and Dick Roman from Supernatural. Also, I changed Drake's first name from Carlton to Nasir. But I hope you all caught the Psych: The Movie character reference of Billy McGoldrick. And finally, Grady is played by Lee Reherman.