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Okay
>One cracked his knuckles and winced
>he still had some bruises from their deployment at the mountain commune
>even back at the hotel, he ached all over
>"Peace and love my ass," he grumbled as he mulled over how to start his report
>that said, turns out they weren't responsible for the disappearances
>no, that'd been the work of a rogue Bigfoot that'd been driven out of his habitat by extensive logging
>some of which was a result of the colony's settlement, but it was all legal
>he'd know, he had the boys check
>they were on the up and up
>more or less
>the weekly orgies were technically not illegal
>and he was pretty sure they weren't using any illicit substances
>he didn't exactly have a sharp nose for that stuff after his equipment got smashed by a fuckhuge sasquatch
>or after a couple hellhounds managed to drive it off with a combination of gunfire and claw marks
>plus though he wasn't interested, that hound girl that invited him to the orgy WAS kind of cute
>he gulped
>stay on task, One...
>"Ya got your report typed up yet?" Two's words cut through the silence, startling One and nearly causing him to fall out of his chair
>"Nah... just started on it," One admitted
>"Well we don't got all day," Two took a sip from her mug, "By the way, I'm gonna have to borrow your laptop so I can write up mine, freakin' squatch dropped my stuff in the ravine. Sooner we report those hippie hounds to HQ the better."
>"Yeah uh... ya know I'd be ape chow if those hippies didn't bail us out, right?"
>Two tensed up, staring at him incredulously through those black shades
>"Yeah. I know. But they're still literal demons from hell on US soil. Can't let that go unnoticed by Uncle Sam. Otherwise what's next, demonic migrant caravans popping in from hell and squattin' in L.A.? Yeah, I dunno about that, One."
>One stared back
>or he wanted to, rather
>good thing about sunglasses, it was easy to look like you're making eye contact when you were really looking anywhere else