Chapter 29
For half an hour, the news stations were content to play the original footage over and over and over again. After that, though, they started bringing in learned guests.
“I’ve never seen anything like it,” an on-screen biologist offered even as I racked my brain for other ways to get the humans off our scent trail. Produce a large-scale catastrophe to send the nation’s attention elsewhere? Blackmail Emanuel Shepard until he was forced to recant? None of the options seemed particularly feasible, and I reached for my stockpiled chill pill with hands that shook from more than mere side effects of the d**g.
I didn’t expect this third dosage to expand my vision markedly. After all, my brain was already as pristine as clarified butter. But when I crunched up the powdery white materi
