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Just when Richard thought the mine had run dry, James had offered two rich veins of inquery. "Research on a topical island, the man is begining to sound like a James Bond villian. What research does he do out here?" Richard almost guessed stem cell research but didn't want to prompt the man.

"Personal pilot? Job isn't what exactly what you thought it would be?"

Richard chuckled, proud that he had broken the man's stern facade. It bothered him that James ultimately dodged both questions. Still Richard didn't want to press the man too much. That would make for an unpleasent ride back. "I will have to do that. I'm sure he's doing things that an old man like me can barely imagine." Richard sat back and focused on the horizon.

Richard returned the handshake with a grin. "Its been a pleasure James."

Richard only nodded a little at James veiled warning. Something was rotten here, he'd have to be on his guard.

He retrieved his bag and his cane from the back of the helicopter. Already he face shining from the heat. Putting on his best grandfatherly smile, he stepped off the helicopter, waving to James as he went.

It was time to find out what exactly this Dr. Moreau was up to.

Richard allowed himself to take in the impressive view. It was a very pretty place. That was certian. Nodding at it Richard turned and took the doctor's hand within his meaty hand. He shook Moreau's hand with just enough force to let him know that the old man had penlty of life left in him yet.

Richard grinned as if he didn't see Moreau's cold manners and met his gaze "The honor is all mine Dr. Moreau. Your accomplishments with Feral labs thus far are nothing short of amazing. If you've read the site I'm sure you find that all the information there is unbaised as it can be." Which was true, Richard reported what he found and made no judgement calls on the information he found. CEOs are perfectly capable of damning or redeeming themselves.

There was just a hint of challenge in his eyes.

Richard started walking towards the jeep. Only using his cane on the steps, otherwise walking normally.

Chuckling at the dig. "Naw, that was my own fault. Needed to go back to school, couldn't be bothered. I had different priorities back then." Mostly bankrolling his wife's campaign for women's rights. "Now my good doctor if you didn't want scruteny then you shouldn't have used that great brain of yours to get yourself famous. At least I'm polite about it."

Richard reached the jeep and deposited his suitcase in the back, then hauled himself into the passenger seat. "If your up for an interview Doctor, then so am I." Richard was dead tired but he'd be arsed if he was going to let Moreau use his age againist him like that.

Richard noticed the guards with concern. This was really turning into a bad movie or Moreau was far more paranoid than Richard had suspected. Either way, it didn't bode well. It also occured to him that nobody knew where he was. A flicker of worry crept into his features as Moreau drove in the compound before Richard could force it back behind his genial facade.

Harrison lifted his suitcase and cane from the back of the jeep. He handed off the suitcase to a guard before he could protest and freed of encumberment plodded toward Moreau. "Lead on Docter."

The room looked innocent enough but to Richard it felt like he was walking into the Jaws of a bear trap. There was nothing to be done about it now. Richard took a deep breath as before he sat down next to Moreau. He locked eyes with Moreau, his face still that grandfatherly mask but his eyes had a reckless glimmer in them, slightly maniac perhaps.

"Alright Dr. Moreau. You have impressed me on almost every level. What is the purpose of this facility? What is more important to you than the company your father left in your care?"