Benji had, for the most part, followed the instructions given to him by The Underground but hearing that they wanted them to be used as decoys was too far. He saw many of the supernaturals board the bus as they were told, most of them probably too scared or confused to know what was going on after the mess at the theater. A handful of them stayed back not sure what they wanted to do but Benji wasn’t about to let himself be used as a decoy or bait by some group he’d never heard of and lead by people he neither knew or trusted. 

“How about no, I’m not letting some insane grandma use me as a decoy for whatever harebrained scheme you guys are up to. I have no idea what you’re really about, what this plan is and I have no reason to trust you. You say you’re about helping supernaturals but as soon we’re on these buses you go around making demands, taking blood samples and scans, keeping us all in the dark about just about everything. I’m not jumping through anymore f***ing hoops for you people.” Benji half said, half shouted finally having enough of a stranger barking orders at him. “I don’t know you and I’m not risking my life for the promise of free bottle of booze.”
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Charlie had made it all the way to his car before his phone started to vibrate in his pocket. He sighed instantly knowing it was going to be work, he should’ve know he wasn’t really going to get to go home early. He grabbed the phone from his pocket and checked the screen; it was Dr. Harris all right. 

“Hey boss.” He said, answering the phone and walking back instinctively towards the building. 

“Charlie-boy, I know I said you could take the rest of the day of but I’ve got some great news for you!” Harris said sounding genuinely excited. “Dr. McConnel would like to meet with you, nothing bad, in fact I heard he was impressed with your work.” 

“Dr. McConnel wants to meet with me?” Charlie repeated back surprised. He felt his heart beat quicken with genuine excitement. His thoughts about morality vanished when he thought about having a meeting with one of his scientific heroes. He shoved his hat halfway into his pocket and jogged back inside. 

“That’s what I said Kid, good luck.” His boss said before hanging up. Charlie showed his employee badge to Dr. McConnel’s secretary. 

“He’s expecting you, go on in.” She said nodding. Charlie entered Eric’s office and stood awkwardly near the desk not sure if he should take a seat or not. He shifted his weight feeling nervous and excited. 

“Hi, Dr. McConnel, sir, they said you wanted to see me?” Charlie said.