Hawkins Lab Novels & Stories

Stewart pulled Charlene along to begin the testing because he wasn't in the mood to socialize either. Stewart questioned, "What's the hold-up?" after noticing that everything was ready but the testing had not started. "Mr. Henderson wants to oversee the test himself," Quincy retorted. When Mr. Henderson gets here, we'll start." "Oh," Stewart mumbled. Then it dawned on Stewart, and he said, "Hey, didn't see Ms. Hawkins around today? Vesta was meant to be honing her abilities at Neural Nexus Tech, right? After only a few days, why is she already absent?" Oh, Ms. Hawkins wanted to advance her career, right?" Quincy said with a laugh. Mr. Henderson indicated that managing a project team would be

So, he trudged another three miles to the Wolfe villa and knelt in the snow until Andrew finally took me in. "Don't worry," Hogan said, his voice a gentle breeze. "He’s stable. There’s a specialized lab opening in Astoria that focuses on waking long-term coma patients. Since you’ve already been scouted for the Astoria Dance Master’s tour, I’m thinking of transferring him there so you can be close." "A specialized lab? Will he be a test subject?" I hesitated. Hogan nodded. "The lead, Professor Cohen, is a genius in neural pathways. It’s his best shot, Lanka. I wouldn't lie to you." Hogan feigned a look of terror. "I still remember the first time we met and you nearly took my head off."

Shoving my door open, I see Roberto watching me put the gun in the back of my pants, letting my jacket fall back down to cover it. "Let's not use that, okay?" he says under his breath as we walk to the large door. I don't say anything and hope I won't need to, but there's no way I was going to leave it back in the car. Not when I'm about to face an unpredictable pack of wolves. Pulling in a deep breath, we walk into the large warehouse and there are only ten men and Sean Flannigan present. Looks like we lost a couple more. Good.

He was just trying to get Benjamin to back off without saying it outright since Donald was here too. "Never!" Benjamin stood up, his anger back in full force. "You know how important that is to my company. If you're not willing to talk, then we have nothing to discuss here!" Hawkins Group had spent five years and hired numerous experts to develop their core technology. It was still an industry secret, so not many people knew about it. Grace was one of the only people who knew it, but she was now Aaron's assistant. Benjamin's expression was dark. How could she reveal Hawkins Group's secret to someone else?

“Hawkins came to me months ago… He wanted money and supply lines for a secret biology project. I didn’t know all the details, I swear! It was supposed to be some kind of genetic enhancement for humans on a big scale.” “Who else?” Ara pressed, keeping the blade steady. “Who else is he working with to roll this out?” Sergey swallowed, glancing at the fight behind her. “There was always one man with him during meetings. A shadow. Hawkins never said his name or showed his face. They didn’t meet at offices. They always talked at an old underground arcade in the abandoned downtown area…” *THWIP.* A sharp bullet smashed through the window behind them and went straight through the back of Sergey’s h

he said walking around the room. "Some of you will be transferred to my staff as I'm sure Mr Caine and Mr Brown already informed everyone. Only a small total of five people, Hunter Bryan, Terrance Gaint, Brittany Fostor, Camilla Dariy and Amelia Davidson. Everybody else you may leave," he said and my heart sped up slightly I didn't want to leave, I was comfortable here, I knew where the break room is I knew how to get extra food, I-

For once, the helicopter’s name felt completely appropriate. *** Later that evening, while the engineers continued their inspections, Elias finally gained access to the airport’s research wing. The moment he stepped inside, he looked like a child entering a toy store. Modern equipment surrounded him—advanced diagnostic systems, functioning laboratories, analysis stations, and biological containment rooms. The researcher stood frozen in place. Professor Hargrove chuckled. “Are you enjoying yourself?” Elias didn’t answer right away. He simply stared, then slowly turned around. “I think I love this place.”