Corporal Ruppert bashed his fist against the door, but none of them so much as glanced over their shoulders. “We agree that this is probably the same guy?” Chase asked. Both of his colleagues nodded, Dr. Shultz glanced at the door. “Then we’re probably going to have to field agents against him. Using Adam would be far too risky, do we still have a Dry Corps?”

“They’re deployed outside EDEN. Recalling them would take a day or two. We phased them out for a reason though. The inefficiency of not being in contact with command can destroy an operation. But we can’t exactly send soldiers to their deaths. Until we get our hands on the codes being used, there’s nothing we can really do to protect our soldiers. The Adam Prototype, if it was used for this, would rip apart standard implants. Leaving the patient to his own devices was a bad decision,” Dr. Lockheart said as she started fiddling with the ventilation settings. The old fan shuddered to life and starting cleaning out the air for them, creating a thin draft to catch the smoke leaving Dr. Lockheart’s mouth.

Chase folded his hands together. Dr. Lockheart and Dr. Shultz had shifted closer to each other over the course of the conversation, turning to face him together and leaving him alone on his end. “I still don’t believe he had anything to do with this. I know him, he’s not a terrorist.”

“Hasn’t stopped him from going on the run and destroying the kuzuri we send after him. The damages are in the millions right now. He’s singlehandedly done more damage to the transportation network than a hundred thousand city boarders have managed to do,” Dr. Shultz grumbled.