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Chapter Thirteen Their new, temporary home was in a small block of flats not far from Scotland Yard. It was a modest place, though it must have cost thousands a month to rent. While Carrie was helping Toodles and Rogue feel at home, Dave was talking on the phone. When the call ended, he said, “I’m going back to the Met’s headquarters. Some reports of suspected sightings of placktoids in other areas of Europe and Africa came in while we were driving down.” “Do you think they’re to be believed?” “It wouldn’t be hard for placktoids to sneak aboard container ships, so yes, I think there’s a good chance they’re spreading over the globe. That seems to be their plan.” “First Earth, then the galaxy.” Carrie tried to remember if her company exported overseas. Maybe the third-generation plackto