Elias Hodge is in terrible danger.
A mind-numbing pain throbs at the back of his head and he can feel the warm sticky pool of blood growing around his head. His eyes are firmly glued shut and, try as he might, he can't move.
And his heart- fucking hell, his heart- is racing. The amount of adrenaline pumping through his body might kill him if it continues, and what for? One impulsive thought, a tiny little urge, to take his work packet before his bosses had a chance to use his research...
What had he done that was so high-profile that someone would kill to posses it?

