With everything Travis had said to this point, Georgia was slack on the floor.
This was something she couldn't picture on the types of experiments she imagined. Maybe even Travis didn't know.
Robert had sustained nerve damage last year when he was shot, and hadn't gotten better. Only the best neurosurgeons could fix him, and even then the process was slow.
But Robert had stood up. That only proved that he'd been involved in those regeneration tests for nerve drugs.
For that type of live human experimentation, of course it wasn't regular medication for people. The drugs in stores and pharmacies had all been through clinical trials, with a premeasured formula and dosage.
In the lab, they would have tested the ingredients and dosage on human bodies directly, until the right figures were reached to sell to their patients.
Robert's body must have been damaged. Georgia's tears fell. She went silent on the other end of the line, and Travis didn't hang up.
He was worried. Even now, he couldn't guess at what had happened to Georgia.
And Georgia wasn't willing to speak about it, so Travis could only wait.
After who knew how long, Georgia finally spoke.
"Travis, if you've got any written texts on this lab, or if you can acquire some data, please send it to me. I need to understand them better."
Georgia studied such a field, after all. She studied lung cancer, but naturally, she understood other areas of research data.
"All right, hang on. I still need to sus out some things. I'll email you later. Don't be afraid, Georgia. No matter what it is, I'll stand by you and support you."
"Thank you, Travis."
Georgia hung up, exhausted, leaning on the bedroom door as her tears flowed without end.
The happiness and peace she thought they could have now had been shattered.
Even if the results of Robert's checkup hadn't come out yet, Georgia could guess that they wouldn't be good.
She had to think of some way to get Robert's body to recover. If it was just physical damage, it could be fixed over time.
If it was more serious, toxic damage, even she didn't know what to do for a time.
Hanging up, Travis went back to the hotel room.
Brenton was in the suite, and he'd been talking to him alongside Sarah.
After all, tomorrow, Brenton was going to fly away again, going back to his island to retire and recover.
"You don't look well; what's wrong? Whose call was that back then?"
Brenton asked concernedly after Travis came in.
"Uncle Brenton, didn't we destroy that human testing lab of Jayson's last year? There was a lot of research data back then, and your people seemed to have managed the remaining information. If it's convenient, can you send me a copy? I might need to take a look."
"Of course you can examine them. We did this thing together, after all, and you have a right to it. But can you tell me why you're suddenly so concerned about this lab again? It's been almost a year."
"Georgia just gave me a call. She seems particularly concerned about this lab, but she wouldn't say anything when I asked her why. She just wants me to send her all the information on this lab. Georgia might have become involved with Jayson's lab and human experiments. It might be threatening her safety or the safety of those around her. I want to help her out."
Travis was honest with Brenton. He'd been caring towards the youngsters, and even taught him a lot about the business world. Naturally, he was grateful, and didn't keep this from him.
Of course, Brenton also knew about Travis and Georgia's relationship, and he showed a confused expression.
"Jayson's on the run, and not only my people are after him, but also Sarah and Robert's subordinates. He can't be carefree enough to go and threaten Miss Lane. You say Miss Lane's concerned, even afraid about this? Then something we haven't expected must have happened. Even though that lab's ruined now, the lab once had many captive human beings for their experiments. So many innocents died in there. It might have become involved with Miss Lane somehow. Don't worry. I'll have my secretary send the information over in a moment."
As Brenton smiled and said that, Travis smiled thankfully.
As for Sarah, she started ruminating over why Georgia was suddenly so concerned about Jayson's lab.
In the passing hour, the three chatted leisurely about their current business.
Travis had grown quickly this year, and Brenton had personally given him capital for investment, to let him start a business himself.
Travis had been in mathematics once. A lot of time had gone to waste in ten years, but ever since he woke up, in the year that passed, he'd quickly absorbed all the knowledge he'd missed during the past decade.
He'd been a genius to begin with, so Brenton had invested in him for game design. The trio chatted about business within and without the country, over assorted matters.
Finally, at nine or so in the evening, Brenton had to rest, so he had Travis take Sarah home.
In the car, Travis drove towards Sarah's place.
Sarah suddenly recalled something and put Travis to the question.
"You told me once that over ten years ago, after you discovered what Jayson had done, he captured you and injected you with some nerve formula, didn't he? Then you lost your wits from nerve damage, and he dumped you in D City to wander homeless for a decade."
Travis nodded, and Sarah spoke thoughtfully.
"Even though the lab we've found had only been established for five years, if he could invest in an experiment like that, Jayson must have started a long time ago, but he didn't have enough capital or research subjects. Back then, you must have been experimented on in a lab he'd once invested in. Thankfully, your body wasn't too damaged. Only your mind and memory were impacted. After ten years of physical recovery, you have your health back."
Travis didn't quite understand Sarah as she finished.
"Why are you bringing it up? I don't see why both you and Georgia are so concerned about this single one of Jayson's labs. He must have hurt a lot of innocent people. I was just one of many."
"Haven't you realized? Robert saw Sierra as his savior, and the person behind Sierra was Jayson. That means Robert must have become involved with Jayson over the past year. And how could Sierra and Jayson have treated him well? Maybe Robert had been confined in the laboratory we destroyed. Think about it. Robert lost his memory too. Isn't that similar to what you went through? That's why Miss Lane was so desperate for you to clear up the information about the lab. Clearly, it's got to do with Robert."
At that, Travis' face changed.
Even now, he had lingering symptoms from back then. Because of his nerve damage, he had occasional headaches that called for painkillers, and the doctors even suggested that he keep away from being too busy, in case it put too much of a load on his broad.
But that had been ten years ago. That lab might have only just been established by Jayson, so the experiments hadn't gotten that far. As for Robert, he'd disappeared last year. If he really had been kept in the lab Jayson had made... Travis thought of the data he'd seen and couldn't imagine the problems Robert's body might be going through right now.
No wonder Georgia had been crying. That was it.
"So what now? If your speculation is correct and Robert's body is developing problems, Georgia wouldn't be able to take it."