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“Molev was very clear that he only wanted people here who would improve the relationships between fey and humans. Keeping secrets from one side while communicating with the other isn’t for the purpose of building a better future between our two races, and you know it. The only reason to keep secrets is because you plan to do something Molev and his people won’t like. And since they’re pretty open and accepting about everything, I can guess what you’re keeping secret. We don’t need a way to kill the fey. We need a way to kill the infected and the hounds.” I turned to Eitri. “Don’t let them leave with any samples of anything. Especially from Daisy.”
Eitri’s expression no longer looked hesitant. He nodded while glaring at the doctor.
“I’m going to find a few other fey to help you keep an eye on the packing,” I said.
“Wait,” the doctor called as I started toward the screen. “It’s not what you think.”
“Then what is it?” I asked, showing impatience I wasn’t actually feeling. The panicked tension radiating from the woman told me that I’d already won.
“I’ve been communicating with the other team. Providing updates on our research here and receiving updates on their research there.”
“And?”
“There’s a commonality in the sample from Adam and the hound.”
“The vibrations?”
“Correct. But based on the information you provided during the Loveland expedition and what I witnessed during the attack on our way here, we’re speculating that those vibrations might actually be frequencies that the hounds and some infected are using to locate one another.”
“Some infected?”
“Yes. Tests confirmed that newly turned infected don’t have these vibrations. Only those that have been infected at least a few weeks.”
“You believe you’ve discovered how the hounds and the infected are communicating and wanted to keep that from us? Why?”
She hesitated to answer, and I shook my head.
“I’m just following orders, Andie,” she said with desperation. “There are a lot of people who believe we won’t be saving the world for ourselves if we end the plague.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
She let out a breath, glancing at Eitri. “No one was fooled by his request for women. They weren’t needed to keep the peace; they were needed to breed. Why would they need to multiply their numbers?”
I wanted to roll my eyes that we were back to this level of thinking.
“Waurlyn saw past that kind of pointless fear-mongering a long time ago. Who are you talking to and what are your orders?”
“I’m communicating with the other research team. They’ve passed on two sets of orders. Waurlyn’s and the ones from the people running the sanctuary.”
“What are Waulryn’s orders?”
“Find a cure and do whatever we can to assist you in stopping the infected.”
“And the sanctuary’s?” I asked.
“Make sure the cure kills everything.”
CHAPTERTWENTY-ONE
Humans weren’t inherentlybad or good. We were simply survivalists, doing whatever was necessary to stay alive or spare whoever we cared about. So, although the continued mistrust from whoever was on the other end of the doctor’s radio frustrated me to no end, I understood it.
“Did they even think that through? They’re asking you to create a cure to administer to humans that would somehow magically kill the infected, hounds, and fey without killing us. All while we still don’t even know how to kill any of them successfully without some form of artillery.”
The doctor gave me a helpless look. “People never want to hear what we can’t do; only what we can.”
“Why don’t you tell me both, then?” I said.
She started talking fast.
