want to know if it were him instead of you?”
I considered it. “Yes. Okay. I’ll think about it.” He started to leave, but I stopped him. “Hey, do you want to wait with me? I don’t really feel like being alone.”
Erik and I hung out in my room until it was time to meet with the scientists and doctors who would be doing the procedure. At the meeting, we learned that it would take about an hour, but that Erik and I would be in and out of consciousness the entire day as our bodies adjusted to the changes. During that time, the doctors would monitor us and make sure the genes inserted themselves properly and the timer did indeed stop.
After the meeting, the doctors ran a series of tests on Erik and me. Then we were free to go. We headed over to the dining room, where Jack and Dave were having lunch.
“Have you seen Colin?” I asked Dave.
“No. He’s been in his room. You know, you should probably tell him about—”
“Tomorrow,” I finished his thought. “The procedure. I know.”
We heard some commotion in the other room. We all got up to see who was there. It was Mr. Preston Owens, the powerful billionaire who’d helped Erik and me escape from GlobalLife. He was an older man, but he looked good for his age. Dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit and deep blue tie, he stood there talking to some of the lab techs. He waved them away when he saw us enter the room.
“Success!” Owens exclaimed. It was the first time Erik and I had seen him since our escape. “How about that? Right under their noses!” He came over and shook Erik’s hand and then mine. “Congratulations, you two.”
“Thanks for your help,” Erik said. “We couldn’t have gotten out of there without you.”
“Well, we had a few snags along the way, but it all worked out. And you two retrieved the genetic material, so you really did all of the hard work. Now that you’re free and we’ve got the genes, we’ll get you fixed up.” Owens turned to Dave. “I hear the procedure is on as planned.”
“Yes, everything is ready,” Dave confirmed. “And I’m guessing you heard that the pregnancy was—”
Owens nodded. “Not true. Yes. I actually just learned that from—”
We heard the clicking of high heels from the hallway that led to the parking garage. Owens looked back. “Oh, here she is now.”
Out of the dark hallway, a young woman appeared. I recognized her instantly.
I could hear Erik shouting in my head. “What the hell is she doing here?”
CHAPTER THREE
Double Agent
It was Rachel, the young woman Erik and I knew as the head of public relations at GlobalLife Genetics’ Iceland facility. The place we had just escaped from!
Rachel walked up to us, looking beautiful as ever in a tight black dress and heels. Her long blond hair was pulled back into a loose knot at the base of her neck, showing off her large diamond earrings.
She smiled. “Nice to see you again, Sam, Erik.” She turned to Jack and Dave. “I’m Rachel Wyncroft. It’s a pleasure to meet you both.”
She went to shake Jack’s hand, but Erik darted in front of him. “What are you doing here, Rachel?”
“Erik, do you know her?” Jack asked.
“She’s head of public relations at GlobalLife Genetics.” Erik kept his eyes on her as he talked. “She’s dating Drew Chamberlin, the man in charge of the company. Worthings’ replacement.”
“I know it’s confusing, Erik,” Rachel said calmly. “Do you mind if we all have a seat?”
Everyone sat down, still staring at Rachel. Owens had left the room to answer his phone.
“Erik. Sam. I’m not who you think I am.”
“And what does that mean?” Erik asked.
“I’m not actually working for GlobalLife. Well, I work there, but undercover.”
Owens walked back in the room. “She’s a double agent,” he said, smiling at her.
“I don’t call myself that, but yes. Preston is right. I’m trying to get the alien DNA from GlobalLife. I