you're already there..."

"Oh, yes there is. I am one hundred percent certain that my targets are still nearby, and I know they went south," the Major spat. "I need to be on their tail."

"Right, I, uh, I am sorry?"

"Is that a question? Did you just ask me if you're sorry?"

"Uh, s-sorry?" Milo's image jumped as someone pulled his tablet away. When the movement settled, Kat found herself looking at the decidedly less mousy image of Jack Halson on the video screen.

Jack said, "Please, Major, don't make my chief scientist die of fright."

Kat rolled her eyes. "We don't have time for this."

"Understanding how these possessions are happening has become a priority, too," said Jack.

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