Chapter 6 - The Secret Toxicology Report From The Federal Lab
Dr. Harrison stepped between the police officers and Marcus, holding up his official hospital credential badge to stop their advance.
"I am the Chief of Medicine at this institution," Dr. Harrison declared firmly. "This patient is clinically alive and under my care."
The officers hesitated, looking at the fluttering heart monitor that clearly contradicted the official police report on their tablets.
Meanwhile, the head toxicologist pulled a sample of Clara's blood, running it through the automated gas chromatography machine in the lab.
Ten agonizing minutes passed while Marcus stood guarded in the hallway, his eyes fixed on the sliding glass door of Clara's room.
Dr. Harrison walked out of the laboratory room, his face pale and his hands shaking as he read the glowing digital printout.
"Marcus... someone injected her with Tetrodotoxin-B, a synthetic neurotoxin developed strictly under military intelligence contracts," Harrison whispered.
"It paralyzes the autonomic nervous system while keeping the mind completely conscious... she felt every second of being placed in that casket," Harrison added.
Marcus felt a wave of icy, uncontrollable fury wash over his entire body as he realized the sheer horror Clara had suffered.
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"Who has access to military-grade neurotoxins in Philadelphia?" Marcus asked, his voice dropping into a deadly, quiet register.
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