Silver Horizons (Silver Horizons #1)

Silver Horizons | 17

Hey there! I'm so sorry that it's taken me so long to get this chapter out to you guys. I've actually had this chapter planned out for a long while, and I just wasn't able to get all my thoughts down on the word document. For that, I'm really sorry.

I hope this (hopefully, awesome and not too cliche) chapter will make up for it. Don't get too mad at the end. Please excuse Elijah's scrambled thoughts as well. It's 10:20 in the evening right now, and my brain is all over the place right now.

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Everything went according to plan. Forest and I broke into the laboratory again and the scientist arrived several minutes after our break in. He entered the lab in a flurry of emotions. Wild and all over the place, his hair was sticking up in all directions and his facial expression displayed displeasure and annoyance.           

            It was a wide contrast as to what we saw of him earlier.

            He trained his eyes on Forest before they dragged onto me, his gaze rolling over the two of us. “What are you doing here?” He spoke in a calm-ish manner, but I could hear the underlying snappiness in his tone. “You’re not supposed to be in here.”

            Forest shrugged as if we hadn’t broken into something that didn’t belong to us. “You see, we needed to speak with you, and this was the best way that we saw fit.”

            “Mm-hm,” the man muttered, crossing his arms over his chest. He was wearing what was obviously his pajamas, which consisted of boxers of a blue holey t-shirt. I had to give it to him though—he wasn’t ugly. He looked to be in his mid-thirties, and the years were clearly kind to him. But his craziness out ruled his non-ugliness. “Yeah, okay.”

            I narrowed my eyes at him. “What happened to your cocky oh-em-gee I love my science experiments attitude?”

            He waved his hand dismissively. “That was a show.”

            “For who?” I asked.

            “Georgia,” he replied as if I were stupid. “She’s always watching you. She’s never not watching. Nothing is done around here that she doesn’t know about.” He thought about what he had said for a minute. “Except for the rooms. Those aren’t bugged. She had decency, at least. Thank god.”

            Forest let out a short laugh. “So you’re not actually a science freak?”

            “No, I love my science shit,” the guy said, “but I’m not overly obsessive like I came off as before. I just do what Georgia tells me to do.”

            There was a silence, and I thought about what he had said. It made sense that he just did what Georgia told him to do. She seemed to like absolute control, and it added up evenly when I thought about her ordering around her science guy and telling him to perfect her zombie soldiers.

            “What are you two doing here anyway?” he asked, distaste seeping into his voice. I originally thought he was super short, but now that I got a better look at him, I realized that he wasn’t that short. Maybe around 5’8” at the most. So, average. “You’re not permitted to be in here.”

            Forest raised his eyebrows. “You seemed happy to see us last time we broke in.”

            The guy scowled. “Georgia may not be able to hear you due to lack of audio on her surveillance cameras, but she sure knows how to read lips. Unlucky that you’re right in her line of view at this very moment, eh?”