Rodney lowered his binoculars and spoke softly into his collar microphone.
“Target sighted. She’s entered the family home.”

He wasn’t sure why they wanted him to watch these half-breed kids, but they were the government and they paid him well. That was all Rodney needed to know.

He was just glad he wouldn’t have to come near these little monsters. That was someone else’s problem.

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