Chapter Twelve Page 20
That’s a Bearded Vulture, by the way.
(Don’t forget to vote BICP!)
Ann Walker: Be a dear and open the door for me.
Ann’s Being: No problem, Master!
Sparrow (voiceover): In fact, y’know what? I’d lay down money that’s what killed it.
Maybe the tests they ran trying to kill it sped the process along, or maybe they could just as easily have sat back and waited.
Ann’s Being: Good afternoon, Lightning! How are you feeling today?
Lightning: Please . . . Just let me see my Master again . . .
Sparrow (voiceover): And I definitely bet that if it’d had a Master to stay alive for, it would have survived no matter what.
Ann’s Being: Well, maybe this will be the time he finds you. I challenge you!