CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE: The Mastermind

ALEX Brenton used his scientific criminal consultant alias and credentials to get into the highrise building that held the external office of the assistant director of the WHO.

As the guard ran his ID, Brenton could not help but feel a little troubled at how easily his secret had been uncovered just hours ago.

The guard let him through and Brenton found the elevator, momentarily having a terrifying image of his boss learning that a detective had exposed him as a CIA spook. Surely, there were more horrendous things to think about-one of them he was just about to meet with in the top floor.

Brenton was still following a lead that he had just acquired, or at least he believed it to be a lead. He just hoped he was not wrong. This had to be it.