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Authors: Jacqueline Druga
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it. But I know for sure they were looking for that doctor. He had to have something. They know it. They’ll shoot us down. Please, I beg you, don’t tell them very much. Give you and me a chance to live.”
Greg didn’t have much time to make his decision. He had to radio in for clearance and about Dr. Riesman. He took a brief moment to figure out what he was going to do. Then he picked up the radio.
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Berlin Brandenburg International Airport had many air traffic controllers on duty that evening. The one in particular, communicating with Flight 76 wasn’t really given any information other than to convey back to authorities the status of the flight, the status of the wayward passenger.
He didn’t have any idea why they wanted to find this doctor. Maybe, he was some sort of guru or medical miracle worker. In any event, the ATC received an update transmission from Flight 76.
Passenger found and moved. The search for the passenger caused some sort of ruckus and the Captain bumped his head, leaving the co-pilot in charge.
The Air Traffic Controller replayed the information. Authorities were called to arrest and detain the few passengers on board who were engaging in a fight, and emergency medical personnel were requested for the Captain.
Berlin officials, irritated, transferred the information regarding the doctor, stating they’d detain him at the airport.
That was all that was needed to be reported to the Americans.
Flight 76 was cleared for landing.
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As a doctor, he knew better. Yet, Saul Klein took another dose of Ibuprofen to battle that headache that seemed to be conquering his being.
Without a doubt, it was stress related. Being the director of the Centers for Disease Control had its prestige, but it had its moments, as well. Saul was experiencing one of those moments.
It wasn’t a moment that would easily pass.
En route back to the United States, Saul brought with him what he believed to be the most brutal virus ever to infect a human being. The samples of the contagion lay within the cells of the victims secured in the back of the plane.
Delivered via a rock from the sky that landed near a small village in Peru, the virus infected the villagers then turned them into something unimaginable.
It regenerated their corpses, making them mindless, murderous beings. Contagious beings that spread the incurable mystery virus through the simplest of bites.
It was something that had to be stopped. It spread too fast.
He hoped to get more samples, not just from victims either. Captain Steven Long, a virologist traveling back to the states with Saul, told him he had soil samples from the impact site.
While both Long and Saul agreed that it could be a fatal error to bring the infectious disease to the United States, it was something that had to be done.
Sophisticated lab equipment wasn’t found in a makeshift field unit in the middle of Nowhere Peru.
Saul held on to hopes that a ground zero specimen could lead them to isolating the virus, which in turn, would lead to a cure … hopefully.
A least one thing was removed from his mind, the worrying about Dr. Hans Riesman. The call from Colonel Manning at the Peru site was reassuring. Riesman had been found on the plane and everything was fine.
Saul had visions of Riesman on that plane. He was fearful that Riesman was infected and the ramifications of that infection reared its head on that flight. His horrific daydreams would have been considered nightmares had Saul not been awake when he experienced them.
But the Riesman situation could be put to rest. Saul didn’t have to worry about that.
He would, however, have a firm talk with Riesman once he got him on the phone. Saul planned on slamming him for being so irresponsible. He had his speech ready to deliver.
Little did Saul know that his reading the riot act to Riesman would never happen.
CHAPTER TWO
May 7th
Carancus, Puno, Peru
Something didn’t ring right to him. Colonel
Greg didn’t have much time to make his decision. He had to radio in for clearance and about Dr. Riesman. He took a brief moment to figure out what he was going to do. Then he picked up the radio.
<><><><>
Berlin Brandenburg International Airport had many air traffic controllers on duty that evening. The one in particular, communicating with Flight 76 wasn’t really given any information other than to convey back to authorities the status of the flight, the status of the wayward passenger.
He didn’t have any idea why they wanted to find this doctor. Maybe, he was some sort of guru or medical miracle worker. In any event, the ATC received an update transmission from Flight 76.
Passenger found and moved. The search for the passenger caused some sort of ruckus and the Captain bumped his head, leaving the co-pilot in charge.
The Air Traffic Controller replayed the information. Authorities were called to arrest and detain the few passengers on board who were engaging in a fight, and emergency medical personnel were requested for the Captain.
Berlin officials, irritated, transferred the information regarding the doctor, stating they’d detain him at the airport.
That was all that was needed to be reported to the Americans.
Flight 76 was cleared for landing.
<><><><>
As a doctor, he knew better. Yet, Saul Klein took another dose of Ibuprofen to battle that headache that seemed to be conquering his being.
Without a doubt, it was stress related. Being the director of the Centers for Disease Control had its prestige, but it had its moments, as well. Saul was experiencing one of those moments.
It wasn’t a moment that would easily pass.
En route back to the United States, Saul brought with him what he believed to be the most brutal virus ever to infect a human being. The samples of the contagion lay within the cells of the victims secured in the back of the plane.
Delivered via a rock from the sky that landed near a small village in Peru, the virus infected the villagers then turned them into something unimaginable.
It regenerated their corpses, making them mindless, murderous beings. Contagious beings that spread the incurable mystery virus through the simplest of bites.
It was something that had to be stopped. It spread too fast.
He hoped to get more samples, not just from victims either. Captain Steven Long, a virologist traveling back to the states with Saul, told him he had soil samples from the impact site.
While both Long and Saul agreed that it could be a fatal error to bring the infectious disease to the United States, it was something that had to be done.
Sophisticated lab equipment wasn’t found in a makeshift field unit in the middle of Nowhere Peru.
Saul held on to hopes that a ground zero specimen could lead them to isolating the virus, which in turn, would lead to a cure … hopefully.
A least one thing was removed from his mind, the worrying about Dr. Hans Riesman. The call from Colonel Manning at the Peru site was reassuring. Riesman had been found on the plane and everything was fine.
Saul had visions of Riesman on that plane. He was fearful that Riesman was infected and the ramifications of that infection reared its head on that flight. His horrific daydreams would have been considered nightmares had Saul not been awake when he experienced them.
But the Riesman situation could be put to rest. Saul didn’t have to worry about that.
He would, however, have a firm talk with Riesman once he got him on the phone. Saul planned on slamming him for being so irresponsible. He had his speech ready to deliver.
Little did Saul know that his reading the riot act to Riesman would never happen.
CHAPTER TWO
May 7th
Carancus, Puno, Peru
Something didn’t ring right to him. Colonel
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