ALEX Brenton was still having one of the busiest times of his life.
He had infiltrated the WHO, preceded a murder case, had dinner with the director of the WHO and was now making his way to the precinct after Detective Laflamme had summoned him that Saturday afternoon.
"You called?" Brenton said, walking into the detective's office and becoming Dr. Avery Lincoln once again.
Laflamme, who had been drinking coffee, set down her cup once she saw Brenton and got up from her chair. Her desk was stacked with paperwork just like all the previous times Brenton had been there.
"Well, Doctor," she started, picking up a file that was at the very top of her paperwork and handed it to Brenton, "looks like your idea actually worked."
Brenton examined the file. It contained a detailed analysis report of the bullet that had killed Dr. Akshay Minajri.
