CHAPTER FOUR
Half an hour later, Strike, Brains, Vanish, and I sat around the table in the conference room of the Braindome. It had been easy to call Brains and Vanish for a private meeting because as I suspected, they both wanted to thank Strike for his help in saving that airplane. They thanked me as well, but it sure seemed like they thanked Strike even more, which would have made me jealous under other circumstances, but I was too intrigued by this recent odd turn of events to care about that. I wanted to find out the truth behind Dizzy’s kidnapping and if this Phaser guy was indeed related to it almost as much as Strike.
As Strike explained the situation to Brains and Vanish, I paid closer attention to their expressions than usual. I wondered why neither of them had thought fit to t
