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“So what? So you can go for him again and lose the game?”

Tom ignored him. He scanned the other side of the field. “He’s not
there.”

“Tom, we can win the playoffs this time,” pleaded Mike. “We can get it
all back. We can take them. If you just ignore him—”

Tom looked down at him briefly then stared back at the Legs. “He’s
not here,” he said with satisfaction. “I must have hurt him pretty bad when I
checked him.”

Mike buried his head in his hands. “Which got you thrown out of the
game and we lost, six to two. We had it in the bag, Tom!”

Tom walked away without reply and started stretching with the
Velociraptors.

Mike sighed and looked over to the Legs for himself. No Sebastian.
His breathing eased. Maybe it was just a rumor. Good.

He hooked up the transceiver and started making suggestions first to
Victor, the left wing. Then, he took his two defensive Megalosaurs to task
for not covering the holes fast enough. He heard the rippling tone on the
transceiver and switched over to his cell.

“Mike here.”

“Honey, I’ve been thinking.” Myrna always started a conversation that
way. It gave Mike a sinking feeling.

“Yes?” He switched channels and yelled at Victor. “Stretch your tail
and your talons together. You can’t stretch them one at a time.”

“—so the toilet is loose on the floor. The plumber came in and said
the floor would have to be ripped up. I called the tile man and he’s come
and says we have to select a whole new color.”

“That sounds okay.” Switched channels again. “Tom, you’ve got to
warm up just like everybody else.” Tom snarled at him across the field but
started stretching his tail.

“—they look as good as they’re going to be. I want you to look, too.”

“I trust your judgment, honey,” he said, then quickly changed channels
to the staff line. “Barney, we’re going to be ready to start soon and the
water jugs aren’t out. See to it.” Then, back to Myrna.

“—so he’s going to call you in about half an hour.”