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got to tell you, gents.” Maynard Katz, the Perry County Sheriff, sat facing the two FBI agents in his office. “This is the damndest thing I ever heard—bar none. I’ve been wondering about that place out there. Didn’t know nothin’ about it until the construction crews started work last year. I got hold of the university, and they told me it was some kind of research facility. They wasn’t planning on opening it until next year sometime.”
“I know it’s hard to believe, Sheriff, but we’re working on what we believe is credible information.”
Sheriff Katz scrubbed at his unshaven chin. This wasn’t the first time he’d been summoned from his bed in the middle of the night, usually for a break-in or a shooting somewhere, but he’d never heard of anything like an operation to cut people
