The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 71

The lab crew were all whiz kids Noella plucked from the brink of the international warzones. Their IQs had been cranked up to the maximum humans could handle. They rattled off the experimental data Noella needed in under five minutes.

“Boss, I’m gonna run a control experiment on Mirage Grass, see what ailments it really kicks. butt against.

Noella skimmed the data and quickly zeroed in on the vital clue. “Highly likely it’s brain cancer. Half an hour later, the control experiment results were in, and Mirage Grass was a

game–changer for brain cancer but only had side effects like an anesthetic or hallucinogen for other diseases.

It was a godsend for patients with screwy minds, or who had been under mental duress for ages, but for those with their heads screwed on right, it was pure poison.

“Boss, how the heck did you figure that out? That’s just nuts; you’re even smarter than us!”

“Set up the new experiment. I need five hundred slides.”

Five hundred slides meant Phecda and Megrez were in for hours of hustle, but they didn’t utter a peep and got cracking, seamlessly working in sync with Noella to carry out the experiment methodically.

After finishing up in the lab, Noella stepped out to find night had fallen–it wasn’t early by any stretch.

She then remembered she had promised Ulrich she would swing by his lab that afternoon. She had blown it off, and Ulrich must’ve been blowing up her phone.

She pulled out her phone, and sure enough, there were twenty missed calls and a barrage of over fifty messages.

[Sis, where you at?]

[Got caught up in something? Hit me back when you see this!]

Noella quickly dialed back, chatting with Ulrich as she made her way to a car parked at the curb and hopped in.

“Ulrich, I got tied up this afternoon; it totally slipped my mind to tell you. I’m with Palmer now, be home in a jiff.”

Hearing her voice nearly brought Ulrich to tears!

“Alright, as long as you’re safe. I was scared you got nabbed by aliens or something! Next time, give me a heads up, okay?”

11:14

“Got it.”

had been worried sick about Noella and couldn’t even focus on surgeries. Even thought the surgeries went well, he was so distracted he nearly stitched up Noella’s name. If it weren’t for worrying about stressing

contracts in the car, only putting them aside when Noella

you to

hand. “Why are you working in the car? Your company went belly up?

both the company and the Pollack Group building are A–OK. Just wanted to make sure you had a ride when you

you.”

be bothered to get her driver’s license, even though driving was a cinch for her. But things are different in Imperial City than in the international warzones, and Noella didn’t want to be a hassle for the

you know I was

“Since you agreed to Thorpe’s request, you’d definitely be researching Mirage Grass. If not at Ulrich’s lab, then here.

moment the equipment arrived, the men in Lunar Lab poked and prodded and tweaked it all over again. Partly because the geniuses didn’t trust anyone but Noella, and they wouldn’t touch the

so frequent that regular machines just couldn’t take the high–load action..

current setup was perfect

center and

to?”

next to him, draped in his suit jacket, her head tilted slightly, fast asleep. In the dim night, her sleeping face was exceptionally

high–frequency experiments were brain–draining and tough on the heart; she must’ve been

she truly trusted him now! Palmer’s heart softened, shifted Noella’s head onto his shoulder to

straight back to the Schnabel

“Roger that.”

11:14

Chapter 71

in Serene Haven, Palmer scooped up the

still being lovey–dovey at her folks, leaving only Stirling in the living. room, supposedly reading a

a script” but his eyes kept darting to the door, the same spot in the

carry in Noella, Stirling leaped up from the couch and zipped over.

with Noella?”

I’ll take her

you, Mr. Pollack. Hand her over;

might wake

his face as he

seeing Noella’s sleeping face, backed down but warned, “Alright, I’ll show you. But don’t

with Noella in his

a makeover that was totally Noella’s jam, but the place was still chock–full of gifts from the four Schnabel brothers and a ton of plushies that Elara snagged