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Vincent looks Adam over. “What happened?” I cross my arms. “That woman who came back from the future shot him.” “I’m okay,” Adam quickly says. “It wasn’t that bad, and Ken patched me up. I can still go to the future. Really.” But he rests a hand on the nearest desk as if he needs it to help him stand. “Kapur!” Vincent calls. The older Indian scientist pokes his head out of his office. “Yes, sir?” “I need you to examine Adam.” Vincent gives Adam a sharp look. “Don’t bother arguing. I’m not letting you go to the future until Dr. Kapur checks you out.” Adam sighs, but he relents and lets Dr. Kapur remove the bandage and inspect the wound. The doctor grunts, then shoves a thermometer in Adam’s mouth and checks his lungs and heartbeat. He grabs the thermometer, and his forehead wrinkles a
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