Chapter 17. The Next Target
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Logan lay helplessly on the operating table, blood pooling around him. Technicians moved quickly, collecting every drop.
Nolan set down his clipboard and gave clear instructions. "Extract his blood, red marrow, yellow marrow, interstitial fluid, germ cells, stem cells... prep the tissue slices."
"Yes, sir!"
"If he resists, inject him with ether and the nerve toxin I prepared. Those are vibranium magnetic cuffs he won't break free. Be cautious of his claws."
With that, Nolan slipped off his lab coat and exited, research notes in hand.
He was headed to his room to review Logan's healing data when his phone buzzed. The screen displayed Klaue's name.
"I found the person you're looking for," Klaue reported. "But they're in the city, so I couldn't send in a team. I've had the intel forwarded to your computer."
"Got it."
"Oh—and the Golden Panther wants to meet you. Said he'd like a talk."
"Day after tomorrow. I still have some experiments to run tomorrow. Also, send me a batch of test subjects and note the life-threatening risks."