I was a little puzzled that she showed no surprise to see me.
"Well," McGill said, "my hunch was right. He got out."
"So I see," said Molly, smiling at me proudly. "What happened? Knock over one of the jailers?"
I shook my head and told her, including the cat-and-dog episode and the police car blowout.
"Don't forget the lock downstairs," McGill said, and when I told her that, too, he added, "You see, I think it's beginning to take sides. I think it's watching out for its nucleus. Alec ought to be rather lucky right now."
"Well, I don't feel it," I said. "I feel hemmed in."
Molly glanced at me anxiously and turned back to him. "What do we do now?"
"First, before any more funny stuff happens, I want to rig up a few tests and see what's with Alec, if anything. I'll even test for EMF, Molly, just for the sake of satisfying you."
"For what?" I asked.