About damn time
At Greco Pharmaceuticals
There seemed to be some sort of commotion at the lab. Medical personnel were running around, pushing beds and getting medical equipment beside each bed.
Up in the observatory, Gwen stood with her hands clasped behind her back as she oversaw the whole process. She could not help but feel nervous. She had been waiting for this moment for a long time. Nothing, absolutely nothing, could go wrong.
"Peter?" She called from over her shoulder.
"We're almost ready", he answered immediately.
"How long does it take to establish a connection with the King?" She barked at him.
"Not long, but we need to be ready the same time as the lab. We can't afford to waste his time", he answered.
"Hm!" She returned her gaze down below.
The doctor overseeing the experiments was just in time to ensure everything had been set up when he looked up to meet her gaze. He gave a symbol number three at Peter and the latter nodded.