Good god but this Rhiannon reacted exactly like his. The kick was just hard enough to send a jolt of pain, but nowhere near hard enough to cause anything but a small bruise. If you wanted a term for it, "love tap" would suffice.
"Here's to 2010," Whistler toasted empty-handed. "Like Izzy said, let's hope it's better... this time around..."
That didn't make sense.
No. It did, for him at least. After all, he'd been drop-kicked from a different dimension, 5 years in the future, to the here and now. Yet here was another person saying exactly what the Agent was thinking.
And no one else in the room batted an eye at her comment.
Which could mean one of two things. One: everyone missed the relevance of Izzy's words. Or two...
"Hands up if this isn't your first go-round with 2010."