No one knows how it started. Domestic animals began to go wild, reverting to their primal states and lashing out at their owners. Felicia Owens, CDC scientist in Los Angeles, was attacked out of the blue by her cat. Now, Felicia is fighting bouts of irritability, anger, and outright primal rage. When others begin acting in a similar way, Felicia realizes that she needs to figure out what’s going on and how to cure it before it’s too late. Maybe it already is.

Primal Instincts

“Do you mind repeating that?” Felicia put her phone on speaker so that the others could hear. 


“I said that someone tried to shoot me,” Sabine repeated. “They grazed my head.” 


“I was just leaving the lab when it happened.” 


“Yes, after I got shot, I hid in my office.” 


“Stay there, Eddie and I are on our way.” Felicia hung up the phone. “Eddie, that gun of yours might be coming in handy after all.” 


The inside of Reynolds’ car was nearly pristine, and it still had that new car smell. 


“Clearly someone hasn’t heard of personalization,” Eddie commented. “It’s like no one drives this thing.” 


“Something tells me that personalization isn’t really his thing,” Felicia replied as she got into the driver’s seat. “He’s got long-ass legs, that’s for sure.” She added as she fixed the seat so that she could sit comfortably. 


Chapter 15