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Acid TripIt took a few minutes for Trip's words to compute in Jonah's mind.
“Are you serious?” he demanded. “You think I'm the one behind all these things that have happened?”
“I see no reason to think otherwise,” replied Trip smoothly. “I've got proof, after all.”
“What is this damned proof?” snapped Jonah. The attempts to keep his anger in check were largely fruitless because it didn't take much to set him off when Trip was around.
Trip didn't answer him, but he beckoned with two fingers. Jonah was confused for a moment, but then he saw two of Trip's cronies. One was Grayson, hulking and smug, camera equipment in tow. The other was Karin Tanke. She, too, had electronic equipment: a voice recorder and a hands-free headset that was just barely visible through her obviously dyed bl
