My phone rang just as I was about to go see what the hell Kat was up to because I hadn’t seen her on the monitor for a good fifteen minutes at this point. Since it was the special phone I used only for the Squad, I didn’t bother looking to see which one of them was calling because they’re all pains in the ass, so what would be the point.

“What?”

“Lyon, your daughter is fucking diabolical.”

“Hold it, nope, I don’t wanna hear it. If Mengele ...