Tony studied Josiah's  face for a moment before he spoke again. He had to somehow take charge of the situation. His head pounded and he felt sick to his stomach.  He looked down at his Brunello Cucinelli Italian loafers.  He cursed  as he noticed a slight stain of blood on the side of his left foot.  The whole scene was a gruesome nightmare.  This just could not be happening,  he thought to himself.    He needed to get this country hick to back off him.  He wanted the files he had sent Nathan in to get  and he was not about to let some Barney Fife get in his way.    Not only that he  had to make sure Eve was held responsible.  Most importantly, Tony had to make sure none of this  lead  back to Copeland's head office pointing a finger at him.   He had everything to lose and he was not  going to let that happen, not ever, no matter what it took.   "What happened here." He demanded again, in a tone that bellowed through the air.  Josiah stepped aside slightly to let Tony enter the room.  "You tell us what you and your  Copeland group created out here."  Tony surveyed the room in silence.  How the hell could things have gotten so out of hand. He wondered to himself.  He felt his  perspiration build and his pulse quicken. How could the sheriff and the other law enforcement idiots still not have the situation under control.   His eyes went directly to  where Eve was working.  He felt the heat of anger rise in him.  That bitch he thought to himself as he stared at her.  In one of the corners of the room she had set up what looked like to him make shift a table top lab.

 Eve studied  a blood sample she had drawn from Zach's arm  under a microscope, silently.  Then made a few notes in a ledger book.  She rubbed her temples and closed her eyes for a second.  She could feel fatigue fighting to take control.  She looked at  another small specimen tray of fluid.  Then turned a few pages in another spiral notebook.  She went through several more notes, suddenly it seemed she found  something.  Something perhaps that she had been  looking for.   Eve did not even bother to notice Tony had entered the room.  She looked over at Doc and  motioned for him to come look at the scope.

It was hard for Tony to hear as the two spoke softly to each other. Anything she might have found he needed to know about.  He started to move in closer to where the two conversed.  Josiah grabbed at his arm roughly.  "Why don't you just start telling us what the  hell your labs have really been doing for the past 6 months."  Tony  pulled his arm back and stiffly jerked away from Josiah's grip. "Take your hands off me.  I think Eve would be the person with all the answers.  She has been in charge here since we opened trials." Tony sneered at Josiah as he spoke.  He was insulted to be addressed in this manner and wanted to make sure the sheriff understood he refused to be addressed this way. Josiah stared into Tony's face waiting for the man to answer-almost daring him to make a move.  It almost  seemed the he had  no regard for the human life that had been  lost.

Josiah hated  cooperate guys like this.  He knew the kind.  They ride in on their high horses only after they send in the front guys first.  Tossing their power around wanting people to scramble at their beck and call.  Passing the blame to keep their own name clean at all cost.  He believed Eve when she said she had placed several calls in to the headquarters weeks ago, when she first suspected  something.

Eve turned rising to her feet as she heard the shuffle between Josiah and Tony. She felt disgust as she looked at her boss.  She was beginning to put it all together now.  The incomplete files, the early release of study participants.  The frequent change in staff shifts.  All the different  lab people Copeland had recruited that had passed through her office, it all was beginning to make sense now.