Chapter 82 - the silent outbreak
Michael Jr. immediately locked down the quarantine ward. He didn't alert the public or the media; he knew that inciting panic was exactly what a bio-terrorist would want. He needed to understand the vector of transmission before the invisible killer spread further.
He called his father, Noah, who was attending a global health summit in Geneva. When Noah heard the specific neurotoxic molecular signature, the seasoned chairman went absolutely silent on the encrypted line.
"Dad, someone is using the Falcone poison," Michael Jr. said urgently. "But it's airborne now. They've engineered it to bypass basic respiratory filters. If this hits the city's subway system, thousands will die within hours."
"Secure the hospital, Michael," Noah ordered, his voice dropping into the cold, terrifying register he had inherited from his own father. "I am grounding my jet and returning immediately. Do not trust any federal agencies yet."
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Michael Jr. hung up, his jaw set in pure determination. He wasn't just a doctor anymore; he was the primary shield protecting Boston from an apocalyptic, devastating biological war.
👉 read part 83 to see the origin of the new enemy.
