---

It was the worst of times, it was the worst of times. Many more people had gone missing, a few more people had become infected, and injuries were racking up. We could barely keep the infected mutants under control, even though we greatly outnumbered them. Which made everyone think about what would happen when we didn't.

As soon as the second infected person turned up, we knew our own security force would need backup, so we called 911. There was no answer. I could think of two potential reasons why, and I didn't like either of them. One possibility is that they were too busy dealing with similar situations all over town. The other is that they were all dead.

The security team had made the controversial decision of locking down the building, to let no one in or out. This would keep us safe from any infected people on the outside, and also prevent the escape of any infected people on the inside. But it meant that our lives depended on our ability to maintain order in the building, a task we were progressively becoming less successful at.

As an emergency measure, the security team had given Milli access to the areas of our computer network that she had requested. Normally she could only access the data that was directly related to the work she was doing for us. But if she could see everything, she thought she might be able to get a glimpse into what was happening.

She was looking for data on the number of mesothelioma cases throughout the country. We had been recording these statistics for ages, but never released them to anyone. I hadn't seen them myself.

Next: Page 59
Current: Page 58
Previous: Page 57
Table of Contents: Mesothelioma Lawyers, New York


Privacy Policy