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Seattle, Washington
October 23rd 2032
Kellog Ang’s bloodshot eyes stared at his screen in disbelief. “What the hell is going on?” He pounded the desk and the heavy jowls of his cheeks shook with fury.
His brother Winston looked up from the report he was reading. The satellite imagery showed a group of Bigfoot were moving in the vicinity of the abandoned quarry. Meriwether’s teams were not moving in for the kill. His sloe eyes narrowed and he shook his head. “I don’t know.”
“Get Meriwether on the phone now.”
The team leader’s mellow voice came through the speakers clearly. “Meriwether here.”
“What the hell are you doing sitting on your asses? “ Kellog roared. “Get after those animals!”
“Those aren’t my orders, sir.”
“Well I’m calling the shots and I say kill the bastards.”
“Wit
