... That's not a voice she knows. "You're not Moobin," Jennifer says, more baffled than accusatory... until it occurs to her that this might not be a Kazam employee at all. They could be with the media, sniffing around for more information about the prophesy - and her involvement.

Jennifer inhales sharply, rigid with indignation. "Who do you work for?" She recommences shoving scrap aside. "The Daily Mollusc?"