Fulton turned back to look at me as he took a deep breath. "I hope Fletcher gives us some answers," he said as he rubbed his chin, which I was close to doing the same thing myself.
"So what are you doing for dinner tonight?" Nikki asked, breaking the awkward silence. She was standing behind Fulton with her hands on her hips as she spoke with her eyes narrowed. I saw Fulton glance over at her as he sighed and smiled.
"I was hoping to get out of this lab," Fulton said as he shook his head. "I'll just call up some of my friends from high school and meet them for dinner."
"Back in Russia?" I asked, and Fulton shook his head. "No, they're here in Las Vegas. Hey, come—I want to show you the secret dorm rooms they have in here."
"Wait, they have dorms in here?" I asked, as we quickly followed him, as we walked up to another set of elevators in the base.
"Yeah," Fulton said with a nod. "And the cool thing is, they're disguised as offices."
