A/N When I’m writing dialogues for kids or someone with a very low education, I will sometimes misspell a word on purpose in order to make the word be pronounced incorrectly. Also with kids or someone with a very low education I will sometimes make a grammar mistake on purpose. There’s a grammar mistake that I did on purpose within this chapter, and I’m writing this note because I had readers suggesting for me to use a spell checker and to check my grammar when I had done this in the past.

Without stopping at the drugstore for cold medicine, Xander, Kennedy, Amber and Amy escorted Racetrack back to the Summer’s home, and as they got into range of the magical alarm, Racetrack’s presence had set it off.

Willow immediately rattled off the incantation to silence the alarm and after the alarm fell silent, everyone, except for the potentials, Mat, Nick, Eric and Becca, exited the house to find out what had set it off. Jocelyn, Valerie and Teresa exited from the back door and came around.

“I’m sorry for setting off the alarm,” Kennedy told Buffy and the others as they stepped onto the front porch. Sam was the closest to the front door.

“What do you guys have there?” Buffy asked while meaning the vampire.

“He calls himself Racetrack,” Kennedy began. “He and four of his friends met us at the hotel with the intention of escorting Amy to Cosgrove’s mansion. His friends are now dust, and we kept him alive in order for him to show us the way to Cosgrove’s mansion.”

“Good thinking,” Buffy praised as Jocelyn, Valerie and Teresa were coming into view.

“I’ll die before I show you the way to Cosgrove’s mansion,” Racetrack assured everyone.

“I see you know the classics,” Buffy told Racetrack. “But it won’t take long for you to learn a new tune. And to teach it to you, I’m inviting you into my home. Sam, go in and tell the potentials to either go to the basement or to their rooms.”

“On it,” Sam said as he opened the door and walked through it.

Sam ushered the potentials into the basement. Mat and Nick stayed on the first floor. Becca and Eric left through the back door to leave.

Within seconds of Sam, Mat and Nick being the only three left on the first floor, Buffy and the others came walking through the door. Jocelyn entered from the back door.

Racetrack was ushered in within the middle of the bunch, and once inside he was ushered into the kitchen.

Buffy gestured towards a kitchen chair before ordering Racetrack, “Sit down!” Racetrack just stood stubbornly. Buffy rolled her eyes before saying, “Someone, bring me my weapon’s chest.”

“I’ll get it,” Valerie said before walking away.

“Let me guess,” Racetrack began. “You have torturing devices inside.”

“And here I was hoping to surprise you,” Buffy sarcastically said.

“You can torture me all you want; I’m not telling you a thing,” Racetrack confidently said.

“Please, lord, let that be true,” Buffy uttered while pretending to pray. Racetrack shot her a confused look. “It’s been so long since I tortured a vampire who had held out information long enough for me to get a real satisfying sensation out of it, and I miss that satisfying sensation.”

“A hundred bucks that Racetrack cracks before Buffy gets fully satisfied,” Kennedy immediately spouted out.

“You took my hundred last time,” Xander said.

“Wait!” Racetrack worriedly uttered. “Wh… what’s going on?”

“What’s going on is that Buffy enjoys torturing vampires; especially when they hold back information from her,” Willow began. “I begged her to seek therapy for it, but…”

“I don’t need therapy,” Buffy acted her part with an insisting tone.

Willow gestured towards Buffy while saying, “That’s the only response I get. Anyway, I can’t watch another torturing session. I’ll be on the front porch.”

As Willow was about to walk away, Racetrack insisted, “I’ll talk! I’ll talk! I’ll even take you to Cosgrove’s mansion!”

“Well, this is very disappointing,” Buffy uttered while pretending to be disappointed. Valerie came in with the weapon’s chest as Buffy continued to say, “I was hoping that you’d at least hold out for thirty minutes.”

“Here’s the weapon’s chest,” Valerie said. “Where do you want it?”

“We won’t need it after all,” Buffy again said in a disappointing tone. “Racetrack had come down with a sudden case of cooperation.”

“Speaking of a sudden case of… of something,” Giles began. “Xander, did you get a chance to pick up the cold medicine?”

“That’s a negative,” Xander said. “We ran into Racetrack and his bunch before we could do it.”

“I could always take care of getting the medicine as you guys take care of the bad guys,” Mat volunteered.

“Sounds like a plan,” Buffy said. “And this is just a social call and not an attack. So Kennedy and Amber, you two are my back up. Everyone else is to stay here and be ready to follow if we don’t return after two hours…”

“In that case, I’ll be with Mat getting the medicine… as soon as I put this chest back,” Valerie said.

“Okay, well, Kennedy, Amber and Racetrack, let’s move,” Buffy said.

“Buffy. I think Trevor, Jade and I should go with you,” Cain suggested.

“It’s too premature for you to attempt to make an arrest,” Buffy pointed out. “And you three won’t be intimidating to Cosgrove as Kennedy, Amber and I will be, and…”

“Alright, Buffy,” Cain interrupted with. “You win. We’ll stay here.”

Buffy nodded before she, Kennedy and Amber escorted Racetrack out the door. Valerie and Mat followed them out.

Minutes later, Kennedy was parking the van in front of Cosgrove’s mansion.

Inside, Cosgrove, Brown, Garibaldi and Simms had just sat down in the library for another meeting. Before the meeting was able to get underway, the doorbell rang.

Cosgrove glanced towards the door for a second. As he faced the others, he went to stand up while saying, “That should be Avery and Amy. This shouldn’t take long.”

Cosgrove left the library and as he was approaching the front door, he saw that Sadie, the maidservant, was at the door.

Sadie heard Cosgrove’s footstep and once she faced him, she said, “Mr. Cosgrove. Buffy Summers, Kennedy Masterson, Amber Chiu and one of those blood-sucking hooligans are here to see you.”

Cosgrove stopped in his tracks while saying, “An unexpected development, but not a complete surprise. Anyway, invite them in.”

Sadie faced Buffy’s group before saying, “Come in… everyone.”

“Great,” Racetrack said delightfully before he entered with Buffy, Kennedy and Amber.

“Huh!” Sadie slightly huffed in a manner as if letting a vampire in the house was an all time low.

“I know a vampire un-inviting spell,” Buffy told Sadie as she and the others entered. “For a vampire it’s like changing the locks.”

“That would be nice to have,” Sadie said as the last of the four stepped in.

Once Buffy, Kennedy, Amber and Racetrack were in, Cosgrove said, “Since Racetrack brought you three here, I’m going to assume that Avery, Amy and Taggert won’t be coming.”

“Avery and Taggert have been arrested,” Buffy began. “As for Amy, I’m here in her behalf. She would’ve liked to have put in her two weeks notice; however, she won’t be back to work at your firm tomorrow.”

“I assume that Willow Rosenberg will be sending her to the O.Z. to live out her life,” Cosgrove guessed.

“Amy has no current plans to move to the O.Z,” Buffy said.

Cosgrove gave Buffy a confused look before asking, “Amy did mention that she was poisoned with a poison that requires a daily neutralizing compound?”

“She was given the one dose cure earlier today…” Buffy was only able to get out.

“There is no one dose cure,” Cosgrove said with certainty in his voice.

“Around five years after you had left the O.Z. an actual cure was found to your loyalty drug,” Buffy informed.

“A nice name for the poison,” Cosgrove praised. “And what is the permanent cure for it?”

“All of the ingredients in the temporary cure plus the urine of some shape-shifting amphibian,” Buffy said. “Crest… something.”

“A crestmo,” Cosgrove supplied.

“That’s the one,” Buffy said. “Anyway, as I said earlier, I’m here in Amy’s behalf and to let you know that Amy had taken it upon herself to send Rolando and Willow’s clone to the Ermoss dimension instead of the Draken-North dimension.”

“Hats off to Amy,” Cosgrove again praised. “I didn’t expect that from her.”

“Amy has a way of surprising even me at times,” Buffy said.

“I presume that it is safe to say that the Ermoss dimension is the opposite of the Draken-North dimension,” Cosgrove guessed.

“Well, I’m not sure what you mean of it being the opposite, but there’s really not much difference… that I know of between the Ermoss dimension and the Draken-North dimension,” Buffy told him.

“Then why send Rolando and Willow’s clone to that dimension?” Cosgrove asked.

“Once the Ermoss dimension had been opened, it can’t be open again for another ninety years,” Buffy explained. “That dimension also moves at a different pace. In fact, slightly less than eleven years had past inside that dimension to our thirty-two years.”

Cosgrove chuckled before saying, “Interesting.” Buffy crossed her arms while giving him an inquisitive look. “In sixty-some-odd years from now, Willow’s clone will be returning as planned.”

“Someone will be around to deal with her,” Buffy assured him. “You won’t be though.”

Cosgrove again chuckled before saying, “You may have won this round, Ms. Summers, but I assure you that there will be plenty of more rounds to be fought.”

Buffy drew in a gloomy breath before saying, “Yeah. Unfortunately there will be.”

“Okay, well, your gloating time has come to an end, Ms. Summers,” Cosgrove began. “Now I must insist that you leave.”

“I don’t even get a tour of your lovely home,” Buffy said in a fake disappointing tone.

“There will be no tour and tomorrow, I’m going to be contacting a contractor to put up a privacy fence and surveillance cameras,” Cosgrove assured Buffy.

“Don’t forget the attack dog,” Kennedy jokingly suggested.

“As if any of that will stop ‘the well trained’ at getting in,” Amber added.

“Is that a confession of a future intent?” Cosgrove asked.

“I never claimed at being well trained,” Amber quickly said before giving him a smirk.

“Okay, well, if my house gets broken into, I know where to send the police,” Cosgrove said.

“If we break in, it will be for our final showdown,” Buffy assured him. “You won’t be needing to call the police.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” Cosgrove said. “Now as I said, it’s time for you four to leave.”

“Kennedy, Amber and I will leave,” Buffy told him. “Racetrack is your problem though.”

Cosgrove just watched as Buffy backed out of the house behind Kennedy and Amber.

Once the door was shut behind Buffy, Racetrack began with, “Mr. Cosgrove…” Cosgrove ignored Racetrack’s and put his hand on Racetrack’s chest. “I’m…” Cosgrove’s hand glowed in a yellowish tint. “Ss… sorry… fo… for…” Racetrack erupted into flames and began to scream in pain.

Within seconds Racetrack burst into dust, and as the dust was scattering, Sadie began, “Sorcerer Cosgrove?”

“Sorry for the extra mess, Sadie,” Cosgrove told her.

“It’s not that, Sir,” Sadie said. “If you had a spy within the slayer’s ranks then you could’ve prevented Amy’s betrayal.”

“Their Native American slayer… Valerie I believe is her name, could pick out a spy in their ranks in a heartbeat with her empathic ability,” Cosgrove pointed out.

“She can hear minds?” Sadie asked.

“No; she can sense emotions,” Cosgrove said. “And according to Avery, she’s quite good at interpreting people’s emotions to the point that she can pretty much guess at what people are thinking by what that person is feeling at the time.”

“Okay, well, there is still a way to get a spy within their ranks and around Valerie,” Sadie said.

“And what is your idea?”

“If the person believes on a conscious level that he or she is on the slayer’s side while being on our side at a subconscious or even a hypnotic level, then that person should be able to get passed Valerie’s psychic senses.”

“Implant a sleeper inside their ranks,” Cosgrove said while understanding what Sadie was saying. Sadie just smiled. “That could work. And I’ll need to recruit Glatador for this.”

Sadie took an anxious breath before saying, “I request to be off on the day that you summon him.”

“Glatador knows not to hypnotize you,” Cosgrove said. “He knows that I would kill him.”

“Yeah, well, I hate his threats… or jokes as Glatador calls them, about him turning me into his mindless sex slave,” Sadie shot at Cosgrove. “So if it would be all the same to you, Sir, I prefer not to be here.”

“Alright,” Cosgrove agreed with a slight nod. “Have tomorrow off and once you leave I’ll summon him.”

“Thank you, Sir,” Sadie said.

“Okay, well, it’s time to get back to my meeting, and you to get back to work,” Cosgrove said.

“Yes, Sir,” Sadie said before she and Cosgrove went their respective ways.

At the drugstore, Todd was there with Ned as Ned was waiting on his prescription pain medicine to be processed. Ned’s nose was swollen and beneath both eyes was dark purple.

When Todd looked down an aisle he recognized Valerie and Mat as Valerie and Mat were placing bottles of cold & flu medicine in a hand basket that Mat was holding.

Todd gestured towards the two while saying, “Hey, I recognize them. They part of Buffy’s group.”

Valerie sensed that she and Mat were being watched and turned to look. When she saw Todd and Ned, she told Mat, “Buffy’s neighbor is here and he recognizes us.”

Mat turned and watched as Todd and Ned walked towards them. As the two stepped up, Todd stared at the basket of medicine while saying, “I recognized you two as being Buffy’s friends.”

“We are,” Mat said.

“I’m Valerie,” she added.

“And I’m Mat,” he said just after Valerie.

“I’m Todd and he’s Ned. And I live in the house next door to Buffy.”

“Mat and I heard of Ned actually,” Valerie said as she looked at Ned’s facial injury. “Alexis feels really bad about what happened.”

Ned nodded with a grin before saying, “Can you let Alexis know that my nose is not as bad as it looks. My nose will heal with no permanent damage or disfigurement… according to the doctor anyway.”

“Is it broken?” Mat asked.

“The doctor did find a small hairline fracture,” Ned said. “He said that it was so minute that he almost missed seeing it. So it shouldn’t take too long to heal.”

“That’s good,” Valerie said.

“So what’s up with all the cold & flu medicine?” Ned asked.

“Yeah, you two are gathering enough of it for a small clinic,” Todd added.

“It’s for a small army actually,” Mat said.

“What small army?” Ned asked.

“Buffy’s small army,” Valerie said.

“They weren’t sick earlier,” Todd quickly said.

“You two met Danni, right,” Valerie asked.

“Yes,” Todd said as Ned just nodded.

“Okay, well, she’s now sounding as though she has a bad cold and she’s running a fever,” Valerie began. “And with Buffy’s group living in close quarters with each other, Buffy fears that Danni’s flu like symptoms will spread quickly to the others.”

“Hence all the cold & flu medicine,” Todd said as he gestured towards the hand basket.

Valerie grinned before echoing, “Hence all the cold & flu medicine.”

“Valerie, Alexis had agreed to go to the movies with me…” Ned was only able to get out.

“Mr. Ned Wiley, your prescription is now ready,” a voice said over the intercom.

As the person was repeating the intercom message, Todd told Ned, “That’s you.”

Ned gave Todd a nod before he continued with, “Anyway, before Alexis and I could agree to a movie or exchange numbers, I had to go to the hospital…” Ned gestured towards his nose. “For obvious reasons. Anyway, could you give Alexis my number for me?”

Valerie and Mat both grinned before Valerie pulled out her cell phone and said, “Sure. What is it?”

“You’re going to store on your phone?” Ned questioned.

“I have no pen or paper so I was until I can pass on the number to Alexis,” Valerie said. “Once I pass on the number I’ll delete it. Okay?”

Ned nodded before saying, “Okay.” He then gave Valerie his number. Once Valerie had the number, Ned gestured towards the pharmacy. “Well, I’m going to get my prescription.”

“Okay,” Valerie said before slightly waving. “Bye for now.”

“Bye,” Todd and Ned said.

Mat just slightly waved before Todd and Ned turned and walked towards the pharmacy.

“So, Val, do you think eight bottles of medicine will be enough?” Mat said.

Valerie shrugged before saying, “If not, we can always come back and get more.”

“Alright,” Mat said while easing his face closer to Valerie’s face.

When Valerie saw what Mat was doing she grinned and leaned in to allow the kiss that Mat was planning to do.

The kiss ended when Valerie sense someone watching. When Valerie turned to look, a six-year-old was watching with gaping eyes.

Mat faced the boy just before the boy asked, “Are you two going to wrestle now?”

“Wrestle?” Mat confusingly asked. “Why do you think that we’re going to wrestle?”

“When my mom and dad kiss they go to the bedroom and wrestle,” the boy said.

Valerie amusingly grinned before saying, “We won’t be wrestling here.”

“But once we get home we just might,” Mat jokingly said with a smug grin.

With an amused grinned on her face, Valerie mouthed out to Mat, “Behave.”

“I am,” Mat mouthed out with a grin.

When Valerie shook her head with a grin, a woman was at the beginning of the aisle while calling out, “Edward!”

“I’m here,” Edward said as he turned towards the woman.

As the woman was stepping closer, she said, “Well, you are supposed to be with me, and I don’t want you to be talking to strangers.” The woman looked at Valerie and Mat before saying as an afterthought, “No offence.”

“None taken,” Valerie assured her. A curious expression came across the woman’s face as she stared at the hand basket full of cold & flu medicine. “A friend of ours runs a… a private organization for wayward teenage girls. One of the girls is showing symptoms of the flu and we fear that it might spread to the others.”

“Your friend’s motto must be ‘to always be prepared’,” the woman said as Valerie was noticing a magical symbol tattooed on the inside of the woman’s right wrist.

Valerie politely grinned before looking up at the woman’s face and saying, “Pretty much.”

“What is your names?” Edward asked.

Before Valerie or Mat could respond, the woman quickly told Edward, “Sweetie, you do not ask strangers their names.” The woman looked up at Valerie and Mat again. “Again, no offence, but I’m trying to teach my son not to talk to strangers.”

“We understand,” Mat said.

Valerie looked at the woman’s tattoo again while saying, “I like your tattoo.”

The woman made a disapproving grunt before saying, “Look, we don’t know each other and I don’t want to be rude, but I’m not going to discuss my tattoos or anything else with you.”

“Fair enough,” Valerie said.

“Sweetie, let’s go,” the woman sternly told Edward.

“Okay,” Edward grumbled before he and his mother walked away.

“We should go check out,” Valerie strongly suggested. “I need to get back and look up a symbol.”

Mat gave Valerie a curious look before gesturing towards the woman and asking, “Is that tattoo a magical symbol?”

“Yes,” Valerie said with a nod. “Unfortunately, I can’t remember the meaning of the symbol though.”

“Is that woman in trouble?” Mat asked.

Valerie shrugged before saying, “If her other tattoos that she hinted to at having are magical symbols then it’s possible that she might be in trouble.”

Mat gave Valerie a curious look while asking, “When did she hint at having more tattoos?”

“The woman said that she wasn’t going to discuss her tattoos with me,” Valerie pointed out. “‘Tattoos’ as in the plural form; plus I also sensed that she was referring to multiple tattoos when she said it.”

“Okay,” Mat said with a slight grin. “Let’s check out,”

Valerie nodded with a grin before the two walked towards the check-out line.

The two only made a few steps when Valerie stopped walking and said, “Ooh! Wait! Xander also wants us to pick up bedpans.”

“Alright. Let’s go find them,” Mat said before the two went looking for bedpans.

Two counties away, Detective Jacob Scott (Buffy’s current boyfriend) and his partner Detective Cliff Wong were walking towards the downstairs apartment to a four-family apartment building.

The building was condemned by the city six months ago and the owner of the building had placed a ‘For Sale’ sign in front of it rather than bringing it up to code.

Three unattended police cruisers were parked on the street with their lights flashing while five police officers (three males and two females) and three dead bodies were in the apartment that Jacob and Cliff were going to. The three dead bodies were males and their ages were estimated to be between eighteen and twenty-five.

When Jacob and Cliff entered, Cliff called out, “Hello! Homicide detectives!”

“In here,” Jacob and Cliff heard someone calling out.

Jacob and Cliff walked into one of the bedrooms. After stepping in, Jacob asked the officers while he and his partner were putting on rubber gloves, “What do we have?”

“Three dead bodies with neck traumas…” the leading (first) officer was only able to get out.

“Neck traumas!” Jacob interrupted with as he went to examine the bodies himself. “What kind!!”

The first officer gave Jacob a curious look before answering with, “Two puncture wounds. There’s no blood here, so we assume that they were dumped here within the last forty-eight hours.”

Jacob was noticing bloodstains around each of the victim’s mouth before demanding to know, “They’ve been here for forty-eight hours?!”

“We’re guessing that since one of the three was reported missing more than forty-eight hours ago,” the first officer said.

“Everyone out! Now!” Jacob ordered as he went to pull his cell phone from his belt.

“What’s going on?” Cliff asked.

“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you,” Jacob said as the second officer watched as one of the three bodies began to move.

“Hey! That one still alive,” the second officer uttered in a shocked tone as the officer pointed.

“No! He’s not!” Jacob insisted just as the new sired vampire leaped towards them from his laying position.

Jacob saw the vampire’s sudden attack and quickly kicked the vampire back before he was able to reach his intended victim. The vampire, while displaying his demon features, immediately rolled into a crouched position.

As the vampire rose to full height the third and the most muscular built male officer there said, “His face is messed up.”

Since Jacob had learned about vampires, he had been keeping a stake strapped beneath his left pant’s leg and a squirt gun filled with holy water beneath his right pant’s leg. With his cell phone in his left hand, Jacob cautiously reached towards his right pant’s leg.

“You’re not a beauty queen yourself,” the vampire shot at the third officer.

The vampire then noticed Jacob as he was moving towards the squirt gun. As Jacob was pulling the squirt gun from the holder, the vampire leaped towards Jacob. Jacob quickly turned the squirt gun towards the vampire and began squirting.

The first stream hit the vampire in the hand and he recoiled his hand back. Jacob scrambled to the side to where the vampire would fly passed him in mid air. As the vampire did go pass him, Jacob continued to squirt the vampire wherever Jacob could see bare skin. With confused expressions across their faces, Cliff and the five officers just watched the vampire’s skin sizzle and smolder.

Once the vampire hit the floor, he immediately leaped towards a closed window. The glass shattered and the window frame splintered when the vampire hit it, and within seconds the vampire was leaving everyone’s sight as he ran into the night.

Cliff, while staring out the window towards where the vampire had disappeared, demanded to know, “What the hell was that?”

“A vampire,” Jacob simply told everyone.

Cliff turned towards Jacob before asking, “And you’re walking around with a squirt gun filled with some kind of acid?”

“Holy water actually, which is like acid to a vampire,” Jacob said. “Anyway, I suggest that we leave now before these two wake up.”

“These two are vampires too?” the third officer asked while gesturing towards them.

“Don’t know for sure, but I don’t want to wait around to find out,” Jacob said. “Now let’s move!” Jacob was the last one to leave the room and he shut the door behind him. As Jacob and the others were walking to a safe distance from the room Jacob dialed his cell phone.

Kennedy was driving as she, Buffy and Amber were en route back to the house. When Buffy’s cell phone sounded, she looked to see who was calling before she answered with, “I thought you had to work tonight.”

“I’m working now,” Jacob said. “My partner and I were investigating a triple homicide with neck traumas.”

“Vampires,” Buffy quickly guessed, which grabbed Kennedy’s and Amber’s attention.

“Uh-huh,” Jacob quickly answered. “One of the victims got up and attacked, but before anyone could get hurt, I chased him away with a water pistol filled with holy water.”

“The other two haven’t risen?” Buffy asked.

“Not yet, but I kind of expect them to,” Jacob said.

“Kennedy, Amber and I are on the road now, so tell me where you are and we’ll meet you.”

Jacob told Buffy the address and gave directions. Once Jacob ended the call, Cliff told him, “I hope that was a specialty unit that you just invited to the party.”

Jacob slightly chuckled before saying, “As a matter of fact, they are a specialty unit. The person I called was Buffy Summers and her profession is slaying vampires and demons; although she doesn’t get paid for it.”

“Demon hunters,” the fourth officer uttered in disbelief. “Did I somehow fell into a weird horror film?”

Jacob gestured towards the room while saying, “You witnessed what happened in there. And Buffy, although she does hunt demons and does work closely with actual demon hunters, is actually called a vampire slayer.”

“I stand corrected,” the forth officer sarcastically said.

“Obviously vampires are real,” Cliff began. “So we should be grateful that Jacob knows one of these… these vampire slayers.”

“Help a person out here,” the second officer began. “What’s the difference between a demon hunter and a vampire slayer?”

“A demon hunter chooses to hunt demons,” Jacob began. “A vampire slayer is chosen by what is known as the ‘Powers That Be.’” He glanced more at the female officers as he continued to say, “Vampire slayers are always women and these women have extraordinary strength. They’re very agile, have fast reflexes and their healing time for major wounds is measured in hours rather than days.”

“So this Buffy is strong,” the third officers said with a little smugness to his tone.

“Buffy is very strong… although you won’t believe it while looking at her,” Jacob said.

“You think she would arm wrestle me?” the third officer questioned.

Everyone shot him a confused look before Jacob asked, “Why would you want to arm wrestle her?”

“No one at the precinct can come close at beating me, and if Buffy is as strong as you claim, then she might be the only challenger who stands a chance,” the third officer said.

Jacob chuckled before saying, “Yes. Challenge her and let me know how that works out for you.”

“Okay, I will,” the third officer said.

Jacob just shook his head and slightly round his eyes.

TBC