The nefarious and calculating Lin Tang had been given an assignment.
The Chief wanted something from a private medical institution—Greenbriar’s, an old, ivy-covered facility tucked deep in the woods near Danbury
Yet it looked like a prison.........which during the War it had been
Exclusive. Guarded. Silent as a monastery.
He needed a rare, experimental drug.
And he needed it quietly.
Lin Tang bowed as if she intended to carry out the mission herself…
but she never performed errands like this when someone else could take the risks.
She ran her own girls
She selected one of her most capable operatives—precise, disciplined, and unassuming enough to blend anywhere – almost anywhere
But that choice carried a flaw Lin Tang had failed to consider.
Greenbriar’s was staffed almost entirely by tight-knit, long-tenured women—nurses who had trained together, lived together, and trusted only one another.
And more importantly – they were white
Her operative slipped in at the lowest level first—hired onto the cleaning staff with effortless ease.
Dusting floors, emptying bins, scrubbing sinks—no one questioned a quiet cleaner with steady hands.
Work more worthy of her kind, in their eyes at least
Securing an assignment in the nurses’ dormitory came next, was even easier.
People grew careless where they slept and lived
And acquiring a nurse’s uniform?
Child’s play.
A swift chop to the neck was all it took.........
A roll of tape..........and the bundling of an unconscious nurse into her locker........
But the restricted drug storage Room—the true heart of Greenbriar’s—was another matter entirely.
The “new nurse” didn’t fit in........
A ward Sister giving her a scowl........a suspicious and race tinted look
A Matron was called asking too many questions........
Every shift had an order.
Every face had a place.
Every unfamiliar step rang like an alarm bell down those ancient tiled corridors.
They had called security.......
She ran........
But did not get very far.........
Getting inside would require more than a stolen uniform.
It would demand a mask deeper than fabric.
And time was running out.
Zoya needed that Drug........
