Dr. Farah pressed a few keys on a nearby machine. The fluids flowed through a tube into Ted's arm. His body trembled once, then seemed to ease, his pulse stabilizing.
His coloring remained poor, the blackening of his veins a permanent side effects of whatever was done to him, but at least for now, his body was not tearing itself apart.
Brent crossed his arms. "Every day we keep him alive is a small win."
Larman remained silent, staring hard at Ted Frin. His knuckles tightened, a rare show of feeling from the normally composed man.
Cassius turned back toward the rest of the team. "We're not the ones who did this."
Brent nodded quietly. "I know. But the rest of the world will blame us anyway."
Cassius sighed. "The person we're up against… the one trying to recreate Helix… is still out there. Whatever their motives are, whatever resources they have, we need to find them… and we need to destroy their operations."
