Chapter 10. Who’s the scientific deadweight?
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The three of them made their way down through a series of halls until they stepped into a pristine lab covered in smooth, white panelling. It wasn't quite HYDRA-level high-tech, but the place buzzed with activity.
Klaue vanished shortly after they arrived.
Loudsen led Nolan into one of the side labs, where three balding, middle-aged men were in the middle of a heated debate. A few assistants hovered nearby, listening in.
Loudsen raised his voice.
"Everyone, hold up!"
The trio paused and looked over.
The middle one let out a laugh. "You ran off in such a rush, what was the emergency? I told you this problem isn't something we can fix overnight. Even the top universities would need time. Us? Forget it."
He squinted at Nolan. "Is that someone new behind you? Spare me. We've already got enough useless help around here. Why bring in another science school dropout?"
A thin-faced man with a scruffy beard Modnar sneered.
Loudsen shrugged. "This new Bastard says he can solve our problem. Boss wants him to try."