The Present
Getting in is easy, everything as planned.
At the door, I tap the buzzer. A muffled voice comes through and almost immediately, the door opens….
No sense of security….
It’s the Haswell woman. As she sees us, her face contorting, she tries to scream, but a pad of chloroform over her face muffles her voice and has her struggling weakly. Kjelle knocks her out properly with a jab from his hypo.
Where are the men?
In the background - the hiss of a shower running.
Leaving Magnus by the door keeping watch, pushing the Haswell woman inside with us, we enter, quickly.
And our Jennifer is there, but sitting at a desk, looking at a laptop screen.
As we enter, her expression of intense concentration morphs, horror and fury warring on her face, as she struggles to stand….
“Hello a
