Chapter 10: Rock FeverI stared at the G-man, who had turned pale, but he didn’t respond at first. Finally, he shrugged a bit uncomfortably, and shook his head. His shoulders had sagged slightly, and it seemed something in the man had changed—or given way. And the result was, oddly, that he looked just a little less odious now. Less official; more human, as it were.
“They steal,” he said at last, “Well, from the data we have compiled—though the research is, as you can imagine, far from exhaustive—”
“Tell him!” Grendel growled again, quiet but menacing.
The G-man nodded and licked his lips. “Our research suggests that they—I mean trolls—take the children of people who are—well, disagreeable.”
“What?” My head was spinning, and all I could think was: Too much information! How was I suppose
