CHAPTER THIRTEEN
With my costume on and my helmet tied securely around my head, I stood in the Rubber Room facing Adams. Adams was not dressed in his usual suit; instead, he wore some kind of sleek red armor that made him look like a superhero. He had told me that the armor would protect him from stray energy blasts or from falling debris should I cause a mess, but I couldn’t help pointing out just how ‘gaudy’ and ‘flashy’ his armor made him look. Maybe that’s why he told me that we were going to work harder than ever before today; clearly, Adams didn’t have a very good sense of humor.
Speaking of the Rubber Room, the blackened crater I had created in the wall was gone. It appeared to have been cleanly repaired at some point since the last time I was here. I asked Adams about it, but Ada
