"It is, isn't it?" I said. "Amanda, do you know why I asked you here?"
Michelle glared at me angrily and appeared to be winding up to a tirade when
her eyes slipped into her skull, leaving only the whites visible. Her mouth
dropped open slightly. She dropped her fork onto the table. I stared, panic
ked -- I had made her so angry I caused her to stroke out. I was in the proc
ess of yanking out my cellular phone to dial 911 when she snapped back.
"Back home, we get into their brains," Joshua said. "We extend a very thin t
endril into their skulls, connect into their nervous system, and use them fo
r what we need."
"How would you finance it?" I asked
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