“Okay,” says Byron. “Aside from the big red numbers counting down on this circuit box wired to a wad of… something, are we even sure it is an ED?”

Avery scratches his head. “Well, I mean, no. The dogs didn’t go off on it, and there’s nothing coming up on the Geiger…”

“Oh hell,” says Byron, “it’s a time bomb.”

“Really?” says Avery. “Shit, how long until it goes off?”

Byron’s voice is shaking. “I don’t think you understand. It’s a time–”

“Really?” says Avery, and there’s a quiet click. “Shit, how long until it goes off?”

“Oh hell,” says Byron.