Eve of Destruction
by Henry Charles Mishkoff
page 15 of 17

That's All, Folks

In fact, I'm not going to tell you anything else at all. At this point, you literally know as much about Nikolas Van der Rohe and his millennium-related escapades as I do.

I tried to call Sheldon later that morning, but nobody answered the phone. I tried again the next day, but by then it had been disconnected. I tried to contact him through the CIA, but they claimed they had never heard of him. The emails I sent to Dr. Malenkov bounced, and every effort I made to track her down failed miserably. In fact, I was unable to find anyone who would admit to ever having heard of her.

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