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fall right off. Because he healed quickly, the sunburn would settle into a tan as soon as he got out of the sun, and then fade away altogether within an hour.
    He teleported back home and his cell phone immediately vibrated. He reluctantly checked his messages. He had three and they were all from Smith. He sighed and returned the call.
    Smith picked up on the first ring. “We have contact in Nevada at Creech Air force base. How soon can you pick up the super soldiers and be there?”
    Jack wanted nothing more than to curl up in bed for awhile. It had been a long day, the heat from the desert had sapped all the life out of him, and he’d already fought those same Greys earlier in the morning. He felt like he deserved a break but he had to help if he could.
    “I’m heading to Cheyenne now. Sally and Hank can debrief me further when I get there.”
    He hung up. In a way he felt for the Greys because they were still trying to liberate their brethren even though they had all been executed earlier in the day. He wondered how they’d take the news. But then he remembered all the death and destruction they’d caused and he decided he was wasting his sympathy on them. They all deserved a fate worse than death for what they’d done to the Earth.
    He made his mind up that he was going to eliminate them if only so he’d stop having to chase them around.
    He focused on his stinking, sweaty body, and vanished.
    He arrived at the Wyoming Mountains in the same moment. Standing before him was Watson, Hank, and Sally, and they looked pissed.
    Hank sneered and said, “We’ve been waiting for over an hour for you. Were you too busy getting a pedicure or something?”
    Sally jumped in before he could respond. “He was probably too busy buying tampons to worry about us.”
    Watson said, “Shut the hell up, you two. Without Jack, both of you are almost completely worthless. You can’t get to Nevada in time to stop the Greys without him teleporting you there.”
    Hank muttered under his breath, “We’re probably already too late.”
    Watson ignored him and said to Jack, “Where were you? Your handler said you’d gone off the grid.”
    Jack moved closer so that the super soldiers couldn’t hear him and whispered, “I phased out again against my will. I got stuck in the desert.”
    Watson nodded slowly. He’d seen Jack lose control once and vanish without warning so he knew he was telling the truth. “You actually do look like you’ve spent the past hour in a desert, son. Are you sure you’re up for this?”
    “I’m fine.” He looked over Watson’s shoulder to the other two and said, “Let’s get going.”
    They stepped forward and Jack grabbed each of them by the sleeve before teleporting to Nevada.
    Just like always, even though he’d never been to his destination before, he was able to find it almost psychically. He wished he could find the Grey ships in space in the same way, but he just couldn’t.
    Once they arrived in Nevada, Hank tried to free himself from Jack’s grasp but Sally stopped him. “We’re not there yet. He has to get close enough to feel where the action is.”
    Hank asked Jack, “You can do that?”
    “Yeah, it’s a newer ability.” Then he felt the anguishing despair of loss of life and fear of death and pinpointed its source before vanishing again.
    When they appeared, high up above the ground, all around them was chaos. Plumes of smoke dotted the landscape. Distant screams split the air. Laser fire and the sounds of explosive armaments were all around them.
    Jack looked at Hank. “Can you fly?”
    Hank guffawed. “No I can’t, ” he said as he held onto Jack’s arm with a death grip.
    “Then I need to put you down so I can get to work.”
    Sally said to Hank as a reminder, “Remember what Watson said, don’t engage unless you’re sure no people will be hurt by your eruptions.”
    Jack put them down gently and then got into the thick of things. Sally rushed forward too. She’d been