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his hand. “Take us to the Bat Cave!” he ordered with a straight face.
    Morrison's jaw dropped as he stared at Ty, obviously thinking he was insane. His partner looked at him and rolled his eyes. “C'mon, Mark,” he muttered. “He's still yanking your chain.” The two younger agents led the way out, muttering to each other.
    "You know it's more likely they're taking us to Wayne Manor,” Zane said as they followed along, both to make his point and to get a jab in at Ty while he could. “Hide in plain sight and spare no expense account.” Sad, but true. It was a good thing they weren't supposed to be completely undercover, or they'd already be spoiled.
    "That doesn't even make any sense. Shut it, Sidekick,” Ty muttered to him.
    Zane allowed himself a small smile before he remembered how much he actively disliked this man.
    "You two want breakfast before the hotel?” Morrison asked. He seemed to be the talker of the matched set.
    "The Bat Cave isn't the hotel,” Ty protested in annoyance with a few snaps of his fingers. “Get on board the metaphor, kiddies."
    "Where the hell is the Bat Cave, then?” Henninger asked with a long-suffering sigh.
    "The lab, man. Take us down to the lab,” Ty ordered in exasperation.
    Zane glanced over the Hardy Boys, struck again by how young they seemed. Surely, they'd seen some version of Batman. This was making him feel old.
    "Well, how the hell are we supposed to know that? You old guys saw all that original crap. The new stuff's a lot better, and the Bat Cave is not a lab,” Morrison blustered.
    Zane blinked. Old guys? He glanced to Ty, wondering what sort of fireworks that little comment would set off.
    "Do I look like I saw the original anything, SpongeBob?” Ty asked with a smirk and a point to his own chest. “What are you doing reading comics anyway? When I was your age I was in the Gulf, man,” he continued.
    "The Gulf of what?” Morrison responded, a blank look in his eyes.
    "The Persian Gulf,” Zane answered sharply, not at all amused. He noticed Henninger closing his eyes in exasperation and shaking his head.
    Ty didn't know whether to be more shocked at Morrison's idiocy or at Zane's sudden apparent support. He just stared at Morrison for a minute, all joking aside, then glanced at Zane, who met his eyes for a moment, and sighed. “Kids these days,” he muttered as he stepped between the two younger agents and punched the button on the elevator.
    The elevator ride was a short one, and when the car jerked to a stop Henninger led the way out. “The team has been a little scattered since the deaths of Special Agents Reilly and Sanchez,” he said quietly as they walked down the hall. “We all knew them. I'm afraid we're not really organized right now."
    "Has the team had any off time?” Ty asked.
    Henninger glanced at him defensively as if expecting a jeer. “No,” he answered curtly as he opened the door to the main laboratory.
    "Give it to them while we get ourselves acquainted with the case,” Ty ordered.
    Zane frowned. He had no problem with giving the overworked team a day or two off, but how were they supposed to do any of the things Burns ordered if none of the team was around to observe? “We should have access to all the subsidiary case material,” he said slowly, not arguing openly. “I'd like to spend some time with the photos."
    "I'll have them pulled,” Morrison responded diligently, obviously knowing he'd insulted the two older agents and hoping to make up for it.
    "Are any of the crime scenes still intact?” Ty asked.
    "Uh ... I believe the most recent one is,” Morrison answered uncertainly. “May I ask why?"
    "I'd like to visit it,” Ty answered.
    "Me, too,” Zane added. He wondered if Serena Scott would mind going along and seeing the site in person. He'd have to ask her—unless Ty got it into his head to go right this minute.
    That thought made him realize that he really had no idea what Ty was trained to do or how he would