Chapter 26“We’ve got nothing,” grumbled Mondo. His feet were propped up on the command desk and his arms were crossed. Fizzy leaned on a console nearby as Carter and Tina listened to Mondo’s report on this late evening. “Much of our own data got fried on the night of B3.”
“B3?” asked Tina.
“That’s what we’re calling the black triangle. The night of the sighting. For now, in code.”
“That one wasn’t exactly a triangle,” said Carter. “I think. I mean, it was pretty close, maybe bigger, but didn’t seem exactly the same. Did it?”
“Right, until you sketch that one, we’re going with B3 for now,” said Mondo. “Have you been sketching?”
“No, not since that night.”
“Anyway, our own data is gone or otherwise corrupted, thanks to Rex, who seems to have disappeared along with it. Which means we’re
