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The deputy stood motionless and watched as the satellite phone dropped from Director Latent’s hand. He didn’t know what a bright boy alert was, but the look of terror in the FBI man’s face was paralyzing, and it infected all around him. The satellite phone seemed to hang in space for just a moment and then dropped towards earth, bouncing hard on the rock-like dirt. The deputy jerked backwards as Latent yelled into his radio, “ALL TEAMS, ALL TEAMS. BRIGHT BOY, I REPEAT, BRIGHT BOY. The bomb is here! We’re out of time! Report in! Any sector not 100 percent contained?”
Jana spun in her tracks and looked back in the direction of the mobile command center, accidentally knocking the old man into his table of glass bottles. Several bottles rattled and knocked into one another.
“Good Lordy,
