"We have to figure out what we're going to do about transportation," I changed the subject, again. I wasn't in the mood for any more heady topics in which we shared our past experiences with each other, comparing and contrasting our similarities and differences. "The RV is pretty much useless to us. I doubt that we can tip it back over, and even if we could, it looks like we broke an axle when we fell into the ravine."

Hunter chuckled.

"She's pretty busted up, all right," he said. "But we made it to the bottom all in one piece, so she did all right."

"I'm sure that we'll be able to call a cab from the Synchro labs once we get there," Janine stated.

"Except that they don't know that we're coming, and probably don't want us there in the first place," I reminded her. "Best case scenario is that we can get in under the guise of being reporters, snoop around, and maybe find someone willing to help us out. After that, we're going to have to be pretty sneaky."

Hunter looked at me like I was stupid.

"What?" I asked.

"Seriously?"

"Better suggestions, then?" I asked.