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beautiful view goodbye. There is no turning
back Mr. Demase, you must destroy it. If you can’t do it, give it to us and let
us research the virus further. We have been researching the virus much longer
than you could ever know. Your creature would be a magnificent specimen being
from where we know the virus is at its purest,” Jana said.
    She was holding her composure very well Dillon noticed,
considering the fact that it looked to him that all she wanted to do wasto smack the smugness right off his face.
    “Destroy it? Mr. Demase laughed. “I just caught it. Surely
you are not asking me to destroy a million dollar investment, are you?”
    “Expensive way to get killed” Dillon finally chimed in. He
had been calmly assessing the situation and Mr. Demise’s cool exterior.
    Ignoring Dillon completely Mr. Demase dusted a cluster of
dust motes from his shoulder before he spoke. “Ms. Jones you are an intelligent
woman and your work is the best in your field. Surely you understand that I do
not wish anyone harm but, this conversation is pointless. I am not destroying
it, and I am not going to hand it over to you either.
    “Surely you have other specimens you can study and whatever
else it is that you do with them.  I am willing to work with you Ms. Jones
perhaps trade notes if you will.”
    Dillon saw just a hint of a sneer slip across that stoic
face, and then watched as it slithered away.
    “Let me make this perfectly clear. I will not be bullied by
you or anyone else. My enemies have a habit of disappearing Ms. Jones.
Perhaps falling victim to such a creature you are seeking to take from me.You do not want to become my enemy now, do you?Am I making myself clear Ms. Jones?”
    He turned from the window just then to stare directly at
the tall slender woman standing beside him. His hands clenched and unclenched,
“Do I make myself clear?” his voice rose suddenly filling the room.   
     
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    What she wanted to say to Mr. Demase, to scream in his
face, she couldn’t. She was under strict orders not to disclose what they
already knew. The society already knew about his plans to do his own
research and find an antiserum for the virus. After centuries of study, working
with the best minds in the world, the society had only recently come
close to producing a cure. The upshot that had come up with was something that
could be taken prior to a bite that slowed down the virus, extending life for up
to 20 hours. Then there was the antiserum that had proved successful to fighting
off the virus altogether, but not without horrible consequences.
    In the end the virus always won…
    They also surmised that Demase wanted to find a cure so he
could ‘accidently’ drop the virus or even set the zombie loose in a large city
and then magically swoop in to save the day. He would also monopolize the cost
of the antiserum and could sell to the highest bidder. His company stood to make
trillions by creating the destruction and producing the cure. Not to mention the
gain of more power and control upon society, and eventually the world.
    Speaking these things could endanger the integrity of the society and give Demase too much information on how much they already
knew about him, but then again she detested the man and really didn’t care at
that point. That could be a dangerous emission. Demase was indeed a powerful man
and had many under his control.
    What she said instead, her voice betraying her anger and
disgust, “Your million dollar investment cost the lives of three men, two of
which were fathers. Your trips to South America are well documented by the
society . We know where you hunted, what you ate and where you shit. Don’t
underestimate us Mr. Demase. And for God’s sake don’t underestimate the undead,
especially one from the South American jungle.” Jana’s’ hands turned into small
tight fists at her side.
    Demase’s cold dark eyes flinched just slightly under her