Dr. Abraham
An hour later, Chris pulled up to an antique store where Howard's butler, Jarvis, was waiting.
There were a lot of clocks hanging in the antique shop and Jarvis was talking to a slutty old woman of about seventy.
Chris had no interest in women of that age - in fact, he didn't mind if they were as pretty as the goddess of death, Hela, or Queen Hippolyta, as long as they weren't too ugly.
Chris looked around the clock shop, and the old woman quickly used a mechanism to open a door, "Come in, don't make any trouble, follow the rules!"
Once inside, Chris found a passageway that used steel plates for cover, with American military soldiers stationed on either side.
It took about ten minutes of walking before they came to a slightly wider hall where a device was being constructed that looked like the same medical pod Steve had used.
Howard was talking to a man with a Mediterranean haircut and glasses, the two men talking and laughing.
Jarvis nodded, "Master, the men have been brought in."
"Very good, thank you Jarvis. Chris, this is my friend, top medical scientist Dr. Abraham. Doctor, this is my partner Chris Rogers!" Howard introduced the two men briefly.
"Hello, Doctor." Chris extended his hand.
Dr. Abraham also extended his hand for a handshake, "Hello, Mr. Rogers."
The two of them exchanged a few pleasantries and got acquainted.
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The trio made their way to the lab in the side corridor, it was Abraham's exclusive lab and required a fingerprint to unlock.
"It's advanced, right, it's rotten, there's no way to crack this technology yet. I invented this, it's hot off the press in a lot of places." Howard was showing off when he got the chance, he was the top scientist.
Chris smiled slightly, "There are no absolutes in this world, only greater power and technology. As long as you really go for it, this fingerprint lock of yours is easy to crack, unless you add eye pupil unlocking, a two-pronged approach."
These words made Howard's eyes light up, "Yes! That's a good idea of yours, why didn't I think of that! Interesting, really interesting!"
"My ideas come with a price. Well, enough of the small talk, what are you doing calling me here late at night? If it's just to chat, don't blame me for being rude." Chris gave a displeased look.
Howard immediately laughed out loud, "Don't be impatient, I'm really looking for you for something, do you know what Dr. Abraham does?"
Chris nodded, "Of course I know, the person who researched the Super Soldier Serum, probably the developer, and from what I've learned, the Nazi was also researching the serum, by a guy named Schmidt."
"I didn't realize you were so well informed." Howard smiled meaningfully.
Chris took out a cigarette and shrugged, "Can I smoke in here? I am a hooligan, the things I do are not exactly aboveboard, being well informed is a necessary skill, this is not excessive. In our line of work, it's easy to die if you're not smart."
"I trust Chris, he doesn't strike me as just a bad guy." Dr. Abraham said with a stoic expression, organizing the papers on the table.
"Of course he is a bad asshole, but who made him a shareholder in my company? Chris, Doctor has something for you to do, and it's a good thing." Howard nailed the reason for his visit.
"I'll take care of it, rest assured. On the other hand, I'm not doing it out of charit - I expect compensation!" Chris nodded, it was just a collaboration, and who doesn't expect compensation when working with someone?
"What kind of compensation do you want? This mission will be relatively arduous, I need you to travel to the Castle Kaufmann military base in Germany to steal one thing, this operation will be very dangerous." Dr. Abraham said, "I need you to go and get a copy of the serum from the Hydra base. Red Skull Schmidt has a special serum he makes with something mysterious, his information isn't perfect, you need to go to his lab to get the serum, I know he makes it, rest assured, if it's not in the lab, you need to find out where it is."
"Somewhere so dangerous?" Chris was surprised too, it wasn't much different than going up a mountain of knives or down a mountain of fire, was it?
The honest Dr. Abraham let out a victorious smile, "I wouldn't have called you if it wasn't so difficult. The more you give, the more you get!"
"OK, then I want a copy of the serum you've been working on, I want to use it myself, and don't worry, I won't pass it on. I just want to stay alive and make my money, that's all." Chris also got right to the point about what he needed.
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