**** RYAN ****

After the second of experiment of reproduction was done.

Suddenly, we heard pounding on the door sounded from the other room, and we both jerked our heads toward the noise.

'Ryan Jones?" a stiff voice called.

Amora turned her wide eyes to me, and I sat up, setting her to the side of the bed.

Walking toward the door, I shook my head in dawning realization.

I should've had Kelvin register the room. I'd been smart enough not to use my credit ...