Probe.
Trevor scanned the scene and found Ellie staring at him. He stopped himself, it wasn’t Ellie, it was El. He couldn’t believe how much alike they looked. To listen to Crystal, El’s genetic makeup belonged mostly to Ellie, with a few added genes from Crystal.
He cringed as she started marching toward him. His first inclination was to run back inside the building. During the fight, he watched as bolts of energy shot from El’s hands while she defended the town from the renegade twins. He would never be sure if the twins attacked Marysfield because it was Trevor’s home or because El and Evan followed them there.
In the long run, it didn’t make much difference. The two teenagers—again he needed to stop himself, at most El was five years old. How could anyone possibly learn everything t
