The Darwinians

 

 

“I always knew Stryker would give us trouble,” the woman says, shaking her head.

“His natural talents are too extraordinary to have passed him over,” the raven-haired man answers. “As well as his unique background.”

“You do realize what can happen if he isn’t found?” the woman asks.

“I’m confident he’s hiding within the complex.”

“Stop posturing. You don’t know that.” The woman hungrily sucks on an inhaler. “If he escapes, the future of the Nobels Program is in jeopardy.”

“Then, everyone better start praying Bjorn really is dead,” the bearded man says.

“Aren’t you an atheist?”

“You know what they say about desperate times.”

“I’ll make sure that kid doesn’t have the opportunity to betray us,” the raven-haired man says.

“Instruct them to keep searching,” the bearded man orders. “In the meantime, we need to keep focusing on the Nobel of Chemistry. We can’t let Sophie down.”