“What are you talking about?” he asked. “What about what happened to Nella? The other people who got infected? The tainted tattoo ink?”
“It was all theater,” said Jonathan. “Well, theater in the regard that it performed its function of getting you involved, Jonah.”
Jonah wondered, but Reena shook her head.
“Wait, that can't be,” she said. “That's just not true. This illness has been wreaking havoc all over. Liz and I looked over the symptoms, and Ben-Israel did the same thing from afar. Then there were the Mindscopes that made us all vulnerable. We had them all at the same time—”
“Think of it like this, Reena,” said Jonathan, his voice quiet. “Say that you have information that could potentially change the course of the known world. Better yet, since we are talking about this fake plag
