Chapter 4 - The Ticking Clock
Marcus crushed the burner phone under his heavy boot to prevent the corrupt local police from tracking his location.
He stumbled through the dense woods until he reached a quiet suburban highway on the edge of town.
He flagged down a passing delivery truck and paid the confused driver all the cash in his wallet for a ride.
He arrived at a private medical clinic and begged the head doctor to run a rapid and discreet toxicology screen.
The doctor drew his blood and ran the dark sample through a specialized chemical analyzer in the back room.
The alarming results revealed a rare synthetic neurotoxin designed to cause a fatal and entirely untraceable heart attack.
The doctor explained that synthesizing a viable antidote was scientifically impossible without a sample of the original poison.
Marcus realized that the only existing vial of the lethal poison was still sitting inside his house with Sarah.
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The clinic door violently swung open as two muscular men in dark suits stepped into the quiet waiting room.
They pulled out suppressed weapons and demanded that the terrified receptionist tell them exactly where Marcus was hiding.
