Page 11 of The Beachside Cafe 3
“I like that idea. Let’s go.”
They were quiet most of the ride to the police station. Cameron found a rock station that was playing their favorite tunes. They bopped along to the music, singing when they knew the words. Jaymee was surprised to feel happiness when there was so much going on, so much danger and tragedy in the world.
Cameron made her feel that way, though. He was a positive influence on her. His bright blue eyes told her he had strong feelings for her. Every time he looked at her withthatlook, she felt faint. He was a breath of fresh air in her life. She hoped for a beautiful and positive future with him in it.
They got to the police station and he jumped out, going around the car to open her door. She was fully prepared to open it herself but was making sure her cell phone was in her purse first. She looked up in surprise when her door swung open and he was standing there, beaming at her.
“Oh, you didn’t have to do that,” she said, getting out. She leaned to give him a kiss on the cheek. “Who said chivalry was dead? Thank you, Cam.”
“You are very welcome,” Cameron replied, closing the door when she was clear of it.
They went into the police station side by side. Cameron had one hand tucked in his suit pants, looking calm and collected. Jaymee couldn’t help admiring him silently. If she told him every time she thought he looked good, she’d never shut up about it.
Detectives John Spencer and Lou Monroe were sitting at their desks, which were pushed up against each other. Lou was on the phone but John waved them over.
“Hey you two. I’m glad you stopped by. We have some interesting news. An update maybe.”
Jaymee raised her eyebrows. “You’ve found Doug?”
John looked down at his desk, his eyes searching for a certain piece of paper in the ones scattered there. “No, sorry. But we did find something. Here it is.” He pulled a paper from the rest of them and handed it to her. She took it and held it in a way that Cameron could also see it. It was a list of names and numbers.
“So what are we looking at here?” she asked.
“Those are lawsuits, aren’t they?” Cameron said. He pointed at them as he continued, “That’s a defendant, see? There’s the D. There’s a P before this name for plaintiff. And that looks like a court docket number.”
“That’s exactly what that is, Cameron, good eye.” John held out his hand and Jaymee handed the paper back to him. “These are lawsuits against the people at IDL that have been brought up and covered up.”
“What are they though?” Jaymee asked. “What kind of lawsuits, I mean?”
“We’ve been doing some research to get that answer. So far, it looks like they’re from clients or customers of IDL.”
Jaymee frowned in confusion. “That doesn’t make sense. They aren’t a company that has clients or customers. No one buys anything from them.”
John nodded. “That’s what we thought, as well. So we did a little more digging.” He sat on the very edge of his desk on one side, propping himself up with one leg. He crossed his hands over his lap and gave them a satisfied look. “And we found out some very interesting things.”
Cameron chuckled. “Do tell. Please.”
John gave him an amused look before he answered. “Most of these lawsuits are from recruits for trial studies.”
Jaymee was covered in chills. So the company was doing experiments on human beings. She shook her head in amazement. “I can’t believe it. I never would have thought something like that could be real.”
John snorted, pushing off the desk and circling around to stand between it and his desk chair. “There’s a lot worse than that going on, I’m afraid. You’ve heard of Josef Mengele, I’m sure. The Angel of Death?”
Jaymee gasped. “You can’t mean…”
John shook his head. “I’m not saying those are the kind of experiments IDL is doing. That’s an example of something that shouldn’t be real. The experiments IDL is doing isn’t as bad as that, that we know of. But it is causing real damage to the people they are experimenting on. No matter how much money someone needs, they shouldn’t be forced to be a human guinea pig. It’s not right, not moral in any way.”
Jaymee nodded. “I agree.”
“I’m sorry, Jaymee,” John said, looking directly at her. “It seems Doug was on the list, too.”
Jaymee raised her eyebrows in surprise. “He sued IDL?”
John shook his head. “No. He was named in one of the lawsuits. Apparently it was part of his job to inject these people with something and study the results of what happened to them. Some of the experiments took years before real side effects happened. Unfortunately, he’s involved in the birth of a deformed baby after the mother went through one of their trials.”
“Good Lord, how awful.” Jaymee shook her head, her heart heavy with sadness and shame. She had been married to a monster and didn’t even know it.
“So what does that mean? Are you going to be able to shut them down?”
