Michael Malone - Weebly

"In a manner of speaking. We're working with
humans actually."
"God Almighty," Eagerly gasped. "That's incredible.
Where'd you get them?"
"Well, we don't exactly get them. We just work on
them where they are."
Daniel Wolton stood, stiffening in symbolic protest.
"Are you prepared to tell me you are performing
experiments here in the United States of America? Here
in one of its most distinguished regions? Are you
testifying that you are murdering American citizens in the
Litchfield Hills?" The government fact-finder had
forgotten that he was not appearing on one of the many
televised investigatory committees upon which he was
so popular.
"Are you bananas?" asked Dr. Svatopluk. "I'm not
prepared to testify to anything. We're testing New Q
here in our control site, this little town, and a little bit in
Manhattan. Here and there. The way it's usually done.
That's all I'm saying. We're doing what you told me to
do."
"I, sir?" Wolton's silver-haired voice rumbled with