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the family, the most realistic. The other sisters secretly called her 'the grouchy one.'
    "So then. Who would want it? Who would do this?" Terpsi really wanted to resolve this and get back to bed. Her kids were going to wake her up again in five hours.
    Harmony and Clio looked glum. "Rival companies, foreign governments, our government," Clio answered.
    "We have no idea," Harmony concluded. "But at least we should be able to find who our turncoat is."
    "If it happened once, we should expect more." Kalliope chimed in decisively. "I'll start looking into better security systems. We'll have to hire out for most of that. I never could get into the digital stuff. If they are after information, then it's a tech company that we'll need."
    Harmony cleared her throat significantly and paused. "Just so I understand clearly. There wasn't anything they might have noticed in the lab that they shouldn't? There wasn't anything they took or anything about those monkeys that might indicate that you have certain hobbies, shall we say, that the government would frown upon?"
    The girls looked at each other. They knew what their mother was talking about, but didn't want to break their mother's continued policy of ignorance.
    "They didn't take anything or see anything that would indicate that Floracopia engages in illegal activities," Clio replied carefully. "But if they had spent a little more time, they might have gotten the impression that some of our projects were not strictly legitimate."
    Harmony tapped her fingers against a table and frowned. She looked for a minute like she might embark on one of her epic lectures, but then she just sighed and rubbed her temples.
    "We are definitely going to need better security. And maybe move some of your less justifiable work to a different lab," she gave her daughters a steely look.
    "Oh, this is all so stupid." Clio cried in exasperation. "If they could afford to break in and they wanted it that badly, why didn't they just try to buy it from us? Or if it was the government, why not just demand we give it to them? Both of those would have probably worked."
    "And that's the big question," Harmony sighed and ran her hand through her straight brown hair. "Well, we won't solve the problems of the world tonight, girls. Let's wrap this up and try to get some sleep."
    They gently ushered all the excited police and worried friends out into the dark, but none of them got any real sleep that night.
    Clio was completely exhausted once she got back home. She owned a snug cabin on fifty acres of untouched Edwards Plateau woodlands just behind the lab. She didn't think anything could keep her awake. Just before she drifted off, she remembered something she forgot to tell her family. Four of her rabbits were missing. Since they couldn't possibly have been carried off, they must have gotten loose.
    As anyone who has ever thought too hard about the Fibonacci sequence will tell you, four rabbits can do a lot of damage in a short amount of time. Clio didn't sleep for a week after that.

CHAPTER THREE
    T wo men sat in the sleek hovercar, mesmerized by the sight of a shabby diner in the middle of nowhere. The hovercar was a shiny black teardrop, quietly bobbing above the dirt parking lot as the men peered through the darkly polarized windows. They took in the dented pick-up trucks in the parking lot with their obviously secondhand biomass retrofits. They observed the peeling paint on the dingy sign that optimistically proclaimed: "Best cow you can git in yer mouth!" They were utterly depressed.
    "We've found hell, Seth," said the older man. The younger man said nothing, but in the way that you do if you don't want to agree but secretly believe the other person is right. He looked at the diner as if hoping it would suddenly turn into a five-star sushi restaurant.
    The two men were both tall, thin and very pale. They both had dark hair and dark eyes and could have been any age from twenty to fifty. Even if they weren't in a