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Cissy, Zeke, Iggy, and I all stand on the tarmac of LaGuardia Airport. The setting sun casts long shadows over the asphalt. Just like it showed on the news, the place has been completely shut down from its regular airport duties. Now, the runways are all packed with the latest in vehicular awesomeness from Hunter Enterprises.
There are Humvees.
Helicopters.
Tanks.
High-tech motorcycles.
A tent for CHUCK the computer.
There’s even a functioning warship held up by some huge black archy-things.
And last but not least, a great dirigible floats through the clouds.
All of this stuff is very black and badass looking. No doubt, it’s also totally permeated with black magic. I mean, how else do you get a freaking warship on the tarmac at LaGuardia?
My shoulders slump with worry. Sure, I
