Thomas Hoover - Syndrome
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- Название:Syndrome
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"This creep is a newspaper reporter, Nina. He's here to spy. He’s planning to do a hatchet job on the Gerex Corporation, and Mr. Bartlett has expressly forbidden anyone to speak to him"
"I'm not in your corporation, Son, so I guess it’s all right for me then."
"You signed a secrecy agreement with Gerex when you entered the clinical trials. Now maybe you don't remember it, but you did" He turned to Stone. "Nice try, amigo. Now come on, let's go."
"You know, Grant, I remember you," Stone said "Not very nice recollections."
"And I remember you too, pal. You were that screwed-up journalism student Ally dated for a while. Thank God she got rid of you."
"Sounds like we were awash in mutual admiration," Stone said.
“Tell you what. Are we gonna continue this touching reunion outside, or do I have to call for security and take your trespassing ass out of here in handcuffs? It's entirely up to you."
"Grant, I see no reason why I can't talk to him if I want," Nina interjected "Who I talk to or what I say is nobody's business but mine."
"You wouldn't be here if it weren't for me," Grant declared. "So I have a little say-so too." He turned back. "Come on, pal. We're gone."
I'm screwed , Stone told himself. But what about Ally? If I get kicked out, I'll really be leaving her completely defenseless.
"Mrs. Hampton, thank you for letting me check up on you," he said quietly. "Alexa is downstairs. I think her procedure is starting whether she's ready for it or not. You seem very alert, and if I were you, I'd try to monitor her. . progress as closely as you can."
"Don't worry," Grant said. " I'll be keeping close tabs on her. And now let's go."
With no option short of killing him on the spot, Stone followed along, seething. This little creep obviously works for Winston Bartlett -he wished Ally had warned him about that. Grant was bound to have shown up at some point.
They went down the marble staircase and Grant signaled the security man, who leaped up and opened the front door for them. He probably got a tongue-lashing from Grant , Stone told himself.
As they stepped onto the wide porch, dusk all around them, Grant turned and headed toward the south end and a long wooden bench.
"Want to tell me what the hell's going on?" he said gesturing toward the bench and then sitting down. "W.B. said you claimed to be writing a book about this project. If that's true, then it's a seriously bad idea. You have no idea what he's capable of if he gets pissed."
"Oh, I think I'm getting a rough idea, but I'm a little pissed too," Stone said, remaining standing. "For example, there's the matter of Kristen Starr. You see, she was terminated from the clinical trials approximately three months back. So I was wondering, when is Van de Vliet planning to report her current condition to the NIH?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." His startled voice said otherwise.
"Oh, I think you do. I saw her today." Then he decided to bluff. "She had an interesting tale to tell. She-"
"Shit, you interviewed Kristy? Aw, man, don't believe anything she. ." He hesitated. "What did she say about W.B.?"
"Tell you what, we'll play twenty questions. You tell me what you think she said and I'll tell you if you're right or not."
"Hey," Grant declared, his eyes intense, "she wanted to do it man. Nobody put a gun to her head or anything. She was freaking out after she got sacked. She thought Dr. Vee could fix her skin and she couldn't wait to try it."
"You mean-"
"The Beta. Take a look at Van de Vliet. He's a walking testimonial. No side effects for him, so why not? The worst thing that could happen would be nothing, right? So she figured, what did she have to lose? Well, now we all know."
"The Beta? That's…?"
"You fucker." Grant bounded to his feet. "You don't know the first thing about what I'm talking about do you? How the fuck did you find out about Kristen anyway?"
"I told you I spoke to her." Well, it was almost true. He'd yelled at her. "She's very. . unsettled just now. But I guess you know that"
"Hey, she was always fucked-up, but W.B. liked all the energy behind that. He looked right past the eating disorders and the coke and the late-night clubs she went to all the time. But, man, if you think she's spaced, try her mother. That crazy-"
"Grant, why not level with me? There's something very wrong going on here. I'm in the business of telling the truth, and I've got a keen nose for medical horse-pucky. So how about coming clean? If it's good, why not, and if it's bad, it's going to come out eventually anyway. Hasn't Winston Bartlett learned anything from all the screw-ups in Washington? It's not the situation-it's the cover-up ."
"Well, I don't know what Kristy did or didn't tell you, so we're not going in that direction. I heard about her little trip downtown this morning. I assume that's probably when you saw her, if in fact you actually did. Right now she's being taken care of, for her own good."
"'Being taken care of'? So happens I had a close encounter with a couple of her caregivers today. They're taking care of her, all right."
"Look, she used to be W.B.'s girlfriend okay? He's still very concerned about her. Everybody's really sorry about her situation, but nobody saw it coming. And now he's got some problems of his own."
"You seem to be pretty heavily involved with Winston Bartlett's personal problems."
"Yeah, well, the man's been like a father to me. And I think he feels that way too, since he doesn't have a son of his own."
Stone let the taunt just hang in the air for a moment. He mainly just wanted to slug the smug little bastard.
"You don't know how little you know, about him or about anything. Someday I may take the trouble to straighten you out. But right now you're not worth the effort. All I care about at the moment is what's going to happen to Ally."
"Everybody cares what happens to her. A lot depends on it. Dr. Vee thinks she's our best shot"
"What. . what the hell are you talking about?" Stone stared at him through the twilight. " What depends on it?"
"Guess you're not as smart as you think you are." He was up and heading for the parking lot. "Come on, pal. Time to hit the road. I'm gonna tuck you in. This conversation is terminated. And it never happened anyway. I'll have them unlock the gates for you."
Chapter 27
Wednesday, April 8
8:25p.m.
Alexa watches as the prow of their forty-one-foot Morgan, two-masted, cuts silently through a placid sea. She vaguely remembers the vessel. It was teak and magnificent. Steve had chartered it, bare-boat, for two weeks and taken them cruising through the Bahamas. By the end of that time, she felt they could have sailed it around the world.
But that was six years ago, when he was still very much alive. Now the boat feels like a magical carpet taking them someplace together, effortlessly. The genoa, the mainsail, and the mizzen are all full and blossoming outward even though there's no wind. She's at the helm, holding a course toward something white on the horizon, and Steve is with her. He's alive again and he's with her. She feels her body suffused with joy. Then she looks at the reflection of herself in his sunglasses and realizes she's a little girl, still a child. This is all a dream, she realizes, a cruel dream. Then she looks again at the horizon, the blazing white light, and senses that it represents the future. Their destiny.
Now the sea around them, which had been placid, starts to roil. The wheel is becoming harder to control, and the sun is starting to burn her. In its pitiless glare she feels herself beginning to age rapidly. She glances at Steve and she can see his skin starting to shrivel. She senses he is dying, right there before her eyes, but her hands feel glued to the wheel and she can't let go to try to help him.
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