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Z. Apocalypse
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believeit.’ The second cop backed away, horrified. ‘This is crazy. This can’t be happening.’
    ‘It just did. Deal with it.’ Mr Adlar got up shakily. ‘What happened to that thing, Ad?’
    ‘I don’t know,’ Adam murmured. ‘It picked me up, flew over the White House, brought me here and just . . . threw a fit.’ He swallowed hard. ‘D’you think it’s going to die?’
    Mr Adlar shook his head. ‘I have no idea.’
    The second officer couldn’t stop staring at the creature. ‘What . . . what are we supposed to do?’
    His question hung in the air. Adam wondered if anyone in the world had the answer.
    Numb hours brushed past, and Adam felt like the whole of DC – a shell-shocked mess. Unsurprisingly, their reason for being in town – the meeting at the Eisenhower Executive building – was a write-off, since the wholearea had been evacuated in the wake of what the media had dubbed the ‘White House Incident’.
    As the time inched towards eleven, Adam and his father were waiting in a temporary shelter set up in one of the city’s many Metro stations. Colonel Oldman had at least alerted the authorities that the Adlars were not to be processed like regular witnesses and evacuees, they were to be detained ‘comfortably’until someone in charge got around to them. That meant Adam got to sit in a creaky chair in the back of a small office. Hundreds of people were crammed onto the platforms in thecavernous station, bewildered and hungry, waiting to get home.
    Home . Adam kept trying to imagine his safe, warm bedroom, but his thoughts wouldn’t shift from the thing that had taken him. The darkness in its eyes . . . The horrific ruins of the White House . . .
    Speculation had quickly mounted that the President of the United States had not been evacuated in time, that he’d been killed – assassinated. And so he’d swiftly appeared on television in a brief press conference, condemning the ‘cowardly’ terror attack, promising harsh retribution once the perpetrators were unmasked, lamenting the hundreds of liveslost, but refusing to comment on the nature of the attack. So far, the word ‘dinosaur’ or ‘pterosaur’ hadn’t featured in a single news bulletin; the Z. beasts’ camouflage powers had cloaked them well, and Adam supposed the two cops had been sworn to secrecy.
    But the President knows what really happened , thought Adam. He’s keeping quiet to stop a mass panic .
    While volunteers fielded frantic phonecalls in the next room, Mr Adlar paced pointlessly about. ‘Come on,’ he muttered. ‘They can’t just abandon us like this . . .’
    But then Adam spied a familiar white-haired figure push inside the office, his portly frameswamped in scarves and overcoats. ‘Dad, it’s Dr Marrs!’ Adam jumped up, astounded. ‘We haven’t seen him since Raptor Island. What’s he doing here?’
    ‘Ah! Bill, Adam, I’ve foundyou at last.’ The old man bustled over, eyes bright as a bird’s, and shook hands with them both. ‘I’m so glad you’re all right. Let’s get you out of here.’
    ‘I wasn’t expecting the chairman of the International Science and Ethics Association to be our chauffeur tonight,’ Mr Adlar said wryly. ‘What brings you here, Jeremy?’
    ‘These last few months I’ve been acting as a special government adviseron the Geneflow case.’ Marrs’ English accent was rich and sharp enough to scratch diamond. ‘Compiling evidence, don’t you know. Now, come with me. Official transport’s waiting outside.’
    Mr Adlar hesitated. ‘Last time we got into “official transport”, Adam was nearly killed. A pterodactyl—’
    ‘No, no, no.’ Marrs ushered them out through the office door and along to a lift. ‘ Pterodactylus was amuch smaller flying reptile.’ He selected the button for the top floor, the eighth. ‘The creature that took Adam for a ride – incidentally, we have the beast now in military custody – seems to have been evolved from
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