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US Fish and Wildlife Service Lab
Marquette, Michigan
October 22nd 2032
Birgit was startled awake by the ringing of her phone. The voice on the other end was tenor and the man spoke quickly as if he had to get every word out in ten seconds. She didn’t understand a thing he was saying and then she heard the name Stephen Kobak. This brought her upright and fully aware.
“Who?” she asked.
“This is Stephen Kobak.”
“Yeah and I’m Chelsea Clinton. Look is this Corporal Richter? It is, isn’t it? You can shove it up your ass. I still won’t date you.”
In the silence that followed, Birgit regretted the lack of landlines anymore. It would have been good to slam the receiver in Richter’s ear. Then, the voice, slowing and calmer, said, “I’m not Corporal Richter. I really am Stephen Kobak, Birgi
