Aliens: The Clone Chronicles #4 I never thought I’d say this, but I miss fighting robot dinosaurs. —Fisher Bas, Personal Notes “We got a complete scan,” Alex said, sliding the device into his pack. “Let’s hope this is all we need to get the Gemini ship up and running again.” “Let’s pray,” Fisher said, brushing a few red specks of cranberry from his sleeve. “They’ve changed their tactics. They’re not interested in sneaking around anymore. They’re causing chaos, panic. We’ve got to get them off Earth before things get any worse and they begin to cause real damage. I think the parade was them flexing their muscle a little to see if anyone caught on to what they really are. Nobody did. What few people stuck around till the end of the parade were too busy cleaning up to even notice they’d gone.” “I agree, that was probably just a test,” Veronica said. “To see how much they can get away with. Unfortunately”—her blue eyes flashed a stormy color—“it looks like they can get away with quite a lot.”
