Both teams cocked their weapons, signaling for the meeting to begin.
"First things first," Luthor Bane said immediately. "How in the world did you manage to escape the YMPA prison? That's quite unbelievable."
"Well, I won't say it's luck," Dr. Mord said.
"I guess. You were always known to be the crazy one, just like your sister," Luthor Bane chuckled.
"Not crazy–determined," Dr. Mord corrected, but Luthor Bane just shook his head and chuckled. "Perhaps."
"Now, how are things going with my baby virus?" Dr. Mord asked. "You guys have it correct?"
"Oh…" Luthor Bane breathed. "That's a long story on its own."
"Pardon me?" Dr. Mord said, his eyes widening.
"We were doing the meet at Saudi Arabia, and the next thing you know, those dumb YMPA spies decided to arrive first. Everything just dissolved into chaos at that point."
"When you say those YMPA spies, do you mean?"
