Chapter Three In the morning, when our rescuers come into the cafeteria, Agent Woman is with them once again. Excellent. Just the person I wanted to see. I swallow the food in my mouth and wipe my lips. “I hope she’s going to give us some explanations,” Jess says next to me, still as unenthusiastic about the green slime as she’d been the night before. “She needs to tell us what’s going to happen with us.” I rise to my feet to walk to the agents and talk to them, but before I can take as much as a single step, Agent Woman points to a man from the Cleveland Colony in the corner. He’d been in the room with Jess and me last night, graying at the temples, distinguished looking. We hadn’t talked. I don’t know anything about him. Then the agent points to a fierce-looking black woman almost directly behind me. Then a younger guy, spindly and spotted with zits, in the middle of the room. Then at me. Jess grabs my arm, pulling me back. She has to let go when agents stride over to collect the chosen four. Shit. I did want…