CHAPTER 37
“Yes! Whoo-hoo! One for the home team!” Clarice was doing a little victory dance in her chair, waving her arms over her head like a cheerleader. Her blonde hair swirling about her head like a sixties go-go dancer.
Amanda was feeling less enthusiastic. They’d been harassed before. EMS had never been popular with the multinational corporations or the government. But this time was different. They’d come armed to the teeth and ready to fire. Six. Special Ops by the look of them and armed like US Special Operations Forces. On domestic soil which was patently illegal. This was not an encouraging sign at all.
She stared at the two files again.
C3 versus C4 modes of photosynthesis. Desertification due to global warming.
Were these worth killing for?
“All my files to Jeffrey Davis
