Chapter 18

Storm stared at each person on the screen, his mind whirling and trying to comprehend all that was being said. Xin Hao was talking now. He stood in for President Xin Chin, the president of China. They were having an online meeting where they discussed the pandemic ravaging the world.

“Storm, your stubbornness is costing the lives of hundreds around the world,” Xin Hao said. Storm shut his eyes and gently massaged the center of his forehead. He slowly opened his eyes and stared at Xin Hao. If looks could kill, the latter would have dropped dead.

“There has to be another way,” Storm muttered then loudly, he said, “We are all being selfish here. I have said before that we are working on a vaccine.”

“For how long?” Noam, the president of Israel snapped. “People are dying, Storm. Just give the artifact over.”

“Everything happening now is your fault,” Mustapha accused. “If that stupid