Chapter 9 - Collecting Hidden Air Samples From The Supply Ducts
I needed physical proof before I could bring these terrifying findings to Nathan Coleman. Pulling a sterile glass sample vial from my travel bag, I uncapped the small container.
I carefully positioned the open vial beneath the drip valve inside the basement duct inspection hatch. Pressing the manual prime button on the pump housing released a tiny droplet of the clear liquid.
The droplet splashed neatly into the bottom of the glass vial with a microscopic ping. I quickly sealed the cap tightly, wiping down the exterior of the bottle with a tissue.
Slipping the vial deep into the lining of my leather bag, I secured the duct hatch back into position. I tightened the brand-new screws just enough to look undisturbed, erasing my physical traces.
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My heart hammered against my ribs as I climbed down the stepladder and dusted off my skirt. If Gerald Russo or security caught me tampering with the HVAC system, I wouldn't survive the night.
I hurried back up the basement stairs and returned to the nursery wing before anyone noticed my absence. Marcus and Mason were sleeping fitfully, their small chests rising and falling with poisoned air.
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