Lars left the lab where he kept his scientific breeding colony. He had pork roast on his mind and didn’t pay attention to the smallish man lurking behind the large oak tree next to the building. He whistled as he headed down the path to the main part of the farm.
Otto had a suspicion about this particular farm as others in the area mentioned that they thought that Lars and Lars had kept some mink even that the government had ordered them all to be slaughtered. They thought that he was harvesting virus to sell to the Russians or Chinese- the story wasn’t quite consistent but the core of the rumor was the same.
Otto had a look around and it was clear that this was no normal mink farm and that something was up. He didn’t recognize all of the things in the building but to him it looked like some of the meth labs he had visited in other parts of Northern Jutland. It didn’t smell but there were crowded counter tops with small electronic devices and a lots of glass and plastic containers.
When it was clear that Lars wasn’t coming back to the lab, Otto pulled out his phone and typed in a text message to Viggo,
I found a mink farm with a hidden barn that still has a very active number of mink.
Viggo answered back,
So… could it be them?
Otto wrote,
Yes, it has to be. There’s all kind of scientific looking crap. All of the other mink were slaughtered. They shouldn’t have them at all. They’re up to something.
Viggo answered,
Be sure.
Otto knew what that meant.
