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    As the door to the EDO’s office opened, the captain of Wynth Industries security services looked away from the world map at which he had been staring. His eyes narrowed at Burkett. His gaze lowered to fasten on the smaller man’s bobbing Adam’s apple before shifting upward to lock with the man’s jittery gaze.
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    “Y-you can c-come in n-now,” Burkett squeaked.
    As he passed Burkett, the captain turned the full force of his dislike on him, crowding the man against the doorjamb. Pinning the whimpering note-taker with the hard length of his powerful body, he leaned over him, putting his deceptively calm face only inches from the ghostly white, terrified one.
    “One of these days, I’m going to rip those elephant ears from your pointed little head and tack them on my wall along with all the others I’ve collected.”
    Sweat popped out on Burkett’s thin face and he began to tremble violently. The sour smell of fear wafted into the captain’s distended nostrils. Blinking away the fine mist of humiliating tears forming in his eyes, Burkett shuddered as the rain-dampened body pressed against him, the water obviously penetrating the fabric of his neatly pressed Bond Street suit.
    “Leave the man alone, Captain,” Dr. Wynth ordered.
    With a shrug of indifference, the captain stepped back then made for one of the two chairs positioned in front of Wynth’s desk. Without being bidden to do so, he slumped down in one, thrust out his long legs and crossed them at the ankle in an attitude of unconcern.
    “That will be all, Alex,” Wynth said. “Call the others and have them convene in Conference Room Five in twenty minutes.”
    “Young Dr. Hesar is not on site, sir,” Burkett reported.
    Wynth scowled. “And where, pray tell, is he?”
    “I believe he went into Grinnell.”
    “Get him back ASAP!”
    “Right away, sir!” Burkett bowed and exited the room. The door closed softly behind him.
    “Why do you feel the need to terrorize that poor man like that?” Wynth snapped.
    “I don’t like prissy little Brits.”
    “You are not required to like him, but I want you to stop acting like a child.”
    Wynth’s pale blue eyes bore into the captain’s stare. “Understood?”
    A slight shrug was the reply.
    When after a full minute had swept the clock on the near wall, the captain sat up in his chair. Brighton Wynth’s look held for another thirty ticks of the clock then he blinked away the hold he held over his employee.
    “Now that that’s settled,” he began, “I will be meeting with Dr. McGregor. At precisely eleven-hundred hours, I would like you to join us in Conference Room Five.
    That will give Sage time to make it back here. And pray, dress accordingly. What you have on now is unacceptable.”
    “Is that all?”
    “For now.”
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    “Am I free to go?”
    Wynth did not reply as he leaned back in his chair and steepled his fingers. When he remained silent, the captain shot up from his chair and stalked to the door.
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Chapter Four
    “That’s basically what your job will be here at Baybridge,” Dr. Wynth explained as he reached for his cup of tea. “Do you have any questions?”
    “I’m sure I will once I settle in,” Bronwyn replied. “Right now, I can’t think of anything you haven’t covered.”
    “When Sage returns, I’ll have him take you on a tour of the facility. Your office won’t be ready until tomorrow, though.”
    “That’s fine. I—”
    The door to the conference room opened and Sage Hesar hurried in. He was out of breath, his face flushed.
    Wynth looked up and frowned. “You’re late.”
    “My apologies. There was a problem on Four East,” he explained, patting Bronwyn’s shoulder as he took a seat beside her at the table.
    “What kind of problem?” Wynth queried, setting down his teacup.
    “James Schulte managed to get out of his pod. He attacked one of the orderlies