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There were few things Zed loved more than delivering bad news, but this time was different. He tossed the report into K's lap as he rounded the corner of his desk and sat down heavily. A little too heavily--there'd almost been an Arquillian invasion again. And that always meant Zed had been hitting Zabar's twice a day for the potato salad.
K flipped through the report, but he already knew what it would say. "Not a damn thing."
"Nothing," Zed agreed. "That joke you were making about the tracer bug isn't so damn funny now. We can't lose this guy, K, he's too important. Him and Venkman both. And probably this Spengler guy too. If Stanz doesn't turn up soon, I might have to send in a team to get him."
"Send them where? We haven't got a lead, Boss, and this report proves it. Who ever did this knew Ray and knew New York. Some Greek hole-in-the-wall--even we couldn't find him. Not until they get careless."
The other thing Zed loved was ripping an Agent a new one for being negative, but that was also something else different this time. The goddamn situation just sucked.
K forced himself to go over the summary again. And then something caught his eye. "The hell--?"
"What?" Zed growled, as K flipped to the middle of the tech section. "WHAT, dammit?"
"This," K said as he tossed the report back on Zed's desk.
"I've been over the damn thing three times, what the hell do you think--." Zed stopped and read the passage again. "The f--."
"Just the thing, you might have done, wouldn't you say?"
It wasn't quite good enough to be a lead. It was a damn long shot, really. But it might be cause for some hope. That is, if Zed's were more alike than they were different across the dimensions. But K, at least, was willing to make the bet that they were.
K flipped through the report, but he already knew what it would say. "Not a damn thing."
"Nothing," Zed agreed. "That joke you were making about the tracer bug isn't so damn funny now. We can't lose this guy, K, he's too important. Him and Venkman both. And probably this Spengler guy too. If Stanz doesn't turn up soon, I might have to send in a team to get him."
"Send them where? We haven't got a lead, Boss, and this report proves it. Who ever did this knew Ray and knew New York. Some Greek hole-in-the-wall--even we couldn't find him. Not until they get careless."
The other thing Zed loved was ripping an Agent a new one for being negative, but that was also something else different this time. The goddamn situation just sucked.
K forced himself to go over the summary again. And then something caught his eye. "The hell--?"
"What?" Zed growled, as K flipped to the middle of the tech section. "WHAT, dammit?"
"This," K said as he tossed the report back on Zed's desk.
"I've been over the damn thing three times, what the hell do you think--." Zed stopped and read the passage again. "The f--."
"Just the thing, you might have done, wouldn't you say?"
It wasn't quite good enough to be a lead. It was a damn long shot, really. But it might be cause for some hope. That is, if Zed's were more alike than they were different across the dimensions. But K, at least, was willing to make the bet that they were.
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