Free Spy Thriller: An Involuntary Spy: An espionage thriller (Involuntary Spy Espionage Thriller Series Book 1) by Kenneth Eade Page B

the corn.  Seth’s rats had lesions on their stomachs, and abnormal and accelerated cell growth in the lower part of their small intestines.
         “I definitely need to talk to Bill about this,” said Seth.  “Where did George go?” he asked Robin.
         “I don’t know,” said Robin, “Maybe he went to the bathroom.”
         George had disappeared again, as he tended to do whenever he was needed.  It seemed that, after every frustrating event in the testing process, George was nowhere to be found.  It was like he was running out to tattle tale on Seth and Robin.
         “He must have a weak bladder,” said Seth.  “He’s too young to have a prostate problem.”
    ***
         When Seth and Robin got back to the lab after dinner, the door was ajar.  Seth looked closer and saw that it had been broken open.
         “Robin, call security, and stay back,” said Seth, nervously.
         “What’s wrong?”
         “Someone has broken into the lab.”
         Seth ventured into the lab itself.  It was a mess.  Equipment was smashed.  Chemicals were spilled all over the floors and tables.  Their colors mixed together like a first grade class had been finger painting on the floor.  Lab beakers and flasks were smashed, laid out in pieces like some crude mosaic.  File cabinets had been ripped open and their contents spilled out.  Seth quickly sat down at his computer and logged in.  It had been hacked.  The hard drive had been taken. 
         Seth turned to yell for Robin, and, just as he did, he saw a man in a ski mask, raising his arm above his head.  Less than a second later, he felt a thump, the lights went out, and Seth fell to the floor like a lifeless bag of potatoes.
         When he came to on the ambulance gurney, Seth was looking through a tunnel with an assortment of blurry, upside down faces at the end of it.  Two EMTs began to roll him out of the lab, and he noticed that, not only were Jess and Tim, the night guards, there, but so were two members of the local police, writing reports, asking questions.
         “He’s awake,” said Jess, walking along with the gurney.  “Seth, hold on buddy, they’re taking you to the hospital.”
         “Wait.  I don’t need an ambulance.  I’m fine.”  The EMTs stopped rolling him for a second.
         Bill Penner was also there.  “Seth, when you’re done with the doctors and the police, and if you’re up to it, we need to talk,” he said.
         “Bill.  What the hell happened here?”
         “Someone trashed the lab,” said Bill.  “Probably vandals.”
         “We’ve had these a couple of times.  They’re usually looking for drugs or stuff to make meth with,” said Jess.
         “Yeah, we always catch ‘em,” said Tim.  “But these guys were good.”
         “How so?” said Bill.
         “They don’t show up on the security tape.  At all.”
         The company had one of the most sophisticated security systems in the world.  Whoever did it was able to bypass that system and enter the building undetected.
         “I don’t see how they could have snuck in without us seeing them,” said Jess.  “Unless…”
      “Unless what?” said Seth.
      “Unless they were already in the building.”
         “That’s just not possible,” said Bill.
         “Not only that,” said Seth.  They took the hard drives.  And the slides.  Everything.”
         “The lab animals are all dead,” said Jess.
         “Don’t let anyone touch them.  They need to be autopsied,” said Seth.  “Put them in the refrigerator, now,” said Seth.
         “Can’t do that,” said Jess.
         “Why not?”
         “They’re all hacked up.  Can’t tell which is which.  Looks like the floor of a sausage factory.”
         “Looks like vandalism,” said the police detective.  “We’re just about done here.  Should be okay to