PLAGUE
TWO
Jack had hit the mute button on his phone. The entire team was standing in his office.
"Surely there's something we can do?" asked Gwen.
"I don't know… if we go up there, we'll blow our cover; there'll be no way to protect the identity of this organization. It'll change everything forever and not for the better." Jack shook his head.
Wil Beinert looked at him, her green eyes intense. "Then we have a ship?"
He smiled back wanly, "Yes, as a matter of fact I do, Professor. But it's not designed for intra-solar system flight. It's a planetary escape vehicle – a lifeboat actually. It's fast… maybe too fast to make a jump into low earth orbit."
"There's no one else, we have to try." Wil blinked at Jack, waiting for his decision while the others nodded in agreement with her statement.
After a beat, Jack punched the mute button. "We're on it. We'll be in touch. Keep the reporters away from us long as you can."
He killed the call, stood up and looked at Wil. "You're with me. The rest of you, get ready for the media circus."