Reena's eyes flashed, but Terrence beat her to the punch; perhaps he felt that any retort from her would sound more intelligent than vicious.
“Really, Trip?” he demanded. “You got some kind of nerve talking about cavaliers and mavericks. Who authorized you and your bit players here to set up electronics and recording devices like the damn Ghostbusters, sans the proton packs—”
“Terrence, Titus,” said Jonathan in that calm voice that somehow still outstripped their shouts, “your bickering is not the issue here. You will cease and desist. Now Jonah, tell me, did you discover the location of the Time Item?”
That much he could answer. “No, I didn't, sir,” he answered.
“Do you have a plausible explanation for going on the Astral Plane?” asked Jonathan.
Jonah wanted with every fiber of his b
