George heaved out a sigh and shot Shaun an irritated look through her sunglasses. She feels just as out of sorts as he does, of course, but you don't see her pacing a hole in the sidewalk.

She has broken two pens. But that's completely different.

"I promise, as soon as I see him or develop a psychic connection to the airplane, I'll let you fucking--Mahir!"

And then she does, in fact, see him. She feels a surge of relief that surprises her in its intensity. It's only long habit that has her snagging the back of Shaun's shirt before he can take off running.

"Blood test first."

She produces one from her pocket and tosses it at Mahir. One of the first signs you might be turning is a loss of coordination.

Of course, that's also a sign of a concussion. Even so.