In a clandestine surveillance room somewhere.
Calista's wrists were bound by handcuffs, surrounded by stark white walls that seamlessly blended with the door. A shiver ran down her spine, and fear pounded in her heart.
She had been knocked unconscious by Percival and when she came to, she found herself trapped in this sterile cell, too terrified to resist.
Had her research on the viruses been discovered? Would that mean the death penalty?
No, it couldn't be!
Lost in thought, Calista was jolted back to reality by the sound of the door unlocking. Her eyes widened in alarm as she watched the door intently.
Soon after, a figure in a black trench coat entered the room. It was Mr. B, who tossed a key toward her without a word.
It was the key to her cuffs.
"Mr. B, what’s going on? Where am I? Do I still have to return to the lab?"
Before she could get her bearings, Calista was met with a slap that sent her tumbling to the floor.
Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth as the blow nearly knocked her out.
"Fool, who gave you permission to collaborate with Fiona behind our backs?" Mr. B's voice was harsh and undisguised. There was no need for pretense anymore; Calista's identity had been exposed, and from now on, she could only operate under strict surveillance.
Calista was stunned. Mr. B was a woman?
Mr. B removed her hat, revealing Astrid's familiar face, the disguise still in place, "Tell me, where is Boar Poison?"
Calista, regaining her senses, was shocked to see Mr. B's true appearance.
"You're Vivienne's sister!"
Mr. B merely rolled her eyes, "Answer my question."
Swallowing hard, Calista dared not ask further, "I... I don’t know. Fiona didn’t give me Boar Poison. She said she’d hand it over at the critical moment for me to use on Vivienne. Today, I didn’t receive it."
Mr. B ground her molars in frustration.
She had thought this might be the moment to seize Boar Poison, but Fiona had hidden it well.
Their past transactions involving vital goods for GTO had always depended on Fiona's dealings.
They had assumed Fiona was working alone, never suspecting she had an organization backing her, one with the capability to acquire Boar Poison.
For years, GTO had been unable to replicate Boar Poison, especially since Karen's research had been largely destroyed and couldn't be continued.
Now that Boar Poison had resurfaced, GTO was determined to acquire it.
Glancing at Calista on the floor, Mr. B reached out a hand.
Confused, Calista hesitated before placing her hand in Mr. B's.
With a fierce yank, Calista felt as though her arm might rip from its socket. The next instant, Mr. B had her by the neck, "Calista, do you know why I've spared you?"
A shudder ran through Calista. The gentle face before her inspired a deep-seated terror, "I... I don't know."
Mr. B's fingers tightened around Calista's throat, "I value your medical expertise. If you can't produce the Boar Poison within a month, your life becomes expendable."
Calista felt a chill run through her. She was playing with fire, one false step from annihilation.
"I will, I’ll develop it, I’ll definitely get it done."
A revolting smell wafted up from below, and with a few dripping sounds, Mr. B disgustedly threw Calista aside.
"TCL is no longer an option for you. You'll be taken to your new lab, remember, you only have one month."
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