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just saw, I bet it won’t.”
    “All indications are they can communicate through other
than conventional means.”
    “Scott,” said Ryan, growing irritated, “Just spit it
out.”
    “We think they can feel when another is in distress or
needs help,” said Scott, pausing for the reaction.
    “Telepathy? Are you kidding me?”
    “Actually, I’m not. And it’s not so much telepathy as a
keen intuitive sense something is wrong. There have been numerous studies on
the ability of identical twins to communicate nonverbally when they’re
separated. You’re just going to have to take my word on this one. We don’t
really have the time right now for a lengthy discussion.”
    “But these guys aren’t identical twins.”
    “In many ways they are.”
    “You’re killing me with this cryptic shit.”
    “I’m sorry, Ryan.”
    “That’s also the third time you’ve apologized to me. Why
can’t you just tell me exactly what we’re dealing with? I understand we don’t
want to create a public panic, but aren’t we on the same team here? I’m not
asking you to go into detail about the science or what may have went wrong in
the lab. But remember, I’m the guy kicking in the doors and taking all the
risks. The least you could do is tell me exactly what’s on the other side of
those doors.”
    “Monsters. That’s the simplest way I can put it. I’m
almost positive they’ve murdered at least twenty women over the past six
months. We’ve only discovered eight. They’re not going to stop killing, either,
because they can’t. It’s now their nature. A nature I don’t believe they were
born with.”
    “Scott, I couldn’t care less if they were born with it
or not. The more I know about them, the faster I can put an end to this. That’s
all I care about.”
      “I want this to end as well, Ryan. I didn’t sign on
for this shit. The only reason I’m here is because I understand how dangerous
those men are. The information I gave you put one of them down. You don’t
realize this now, but you need me. If I tell you too much, they’ll take me off
this team. I guess you’re just going to have to trust me.”
    “Trust is earned, Scott. Give me something.”
    The scientist paused and again looked up at the night
sky. It was as if he were looking for guidance about what he could give Ryan
that wouldn’t jeopardize his position. He brought his eyes back down to Ryan’s.
    “Kristina Anderson,” he finally said.
    “That’s it? A name?”
    “She’s a civilian geneticist that worked with all four
Marines since day one of the project. She quit the lab six months ago and took
a teaching position at Johns Hopkins University in Baltimore. She’s a dear
friend, Ryan. Be careful how you reach out to her. Because of her background,
they’re probably keeping an eye on her.”
    “They?” asked Ryan. “Who are they?”
    “You’re on your own with that one. I can’t tell you.”
    “I understand,” said Ryan.
    “I don’t think you really do, but you will. There’s one
more thing, and you’re not going to like it.”
    “I’m all ears.”
    “Any digging you do on your own, keep it to yourself.
Your boss and my boss are running the show here. Anything you tell yours, you
can be sure he’s telling mine.”
    “You want me to do this behind his back? You do realize
he’s the Deputy Director of the FBI?”
    “Trust goes both ways. Talk to Kristina first. If you
still think I’m being paranoid, then feel free to tell your boss everything we
talked about.”
    Another man in black coveralls turned the corner,
startling Scott. He immediately changed the subject and his tone. Ryan picked
up on his diversion.
    “Agent Pearson, for the last time, I need you to remain
with your team. There’s no way I can allow you back into the house. If you
continue to disrupt our work, I can call your boss who will explain I’m the one
in charge of this crime scene. Do I make myself clear?”
    “Are you okay, Mr. Wilson?”