know he wants to avenge his parents.”
“Right, but there was something else he said that was kind of weird,” said Malcolm. “He said something about making the whole world suffer for what it had done to his family, but he didn't say what he meant by that.”
“The whole world?” I said. “That sounds ominous.”
“Yeah,” said Malcolm. “My mouth was taped shut, so I couldn't ask him what he meant, but it sounded to me like he wants to do more than just kill you. Like he wants to destroy the world or something.”
“How could he do that?” I said. “I know he has a lot of powers under his control, but I think he’d need way more power than he has to destroy the world.”
“Like I said, I don't know, but I thought I should tell you that anyway,” said Malcolm. “I told Cadmus Smith about it when he spoke to me. Didn't he mention it to you, too?”
I shook my head. “No. He didn't mention anything about Robert having grander plans than just trying to kill me.”
“Not surprising,” said Malcolm. “My older brother, James, works under Cadmus Smith and he keeps telling me that Cadmus is a really secretive guy who only tells people what they need to know.”
“I kind of figured that out myself,” I said, thinking about how Shade had been watching me for a long time without me knowing before I fought her in the Cavern, though I didn't know if she was still doing that or not. “Do you know anything about him, by the way? Has your brother ever told you much about him?”
“Not really,” said Malcolm. “I don't talk to James much because—well, because he lives all the way in D.C. and doesn't get much time off to come and visit us.”
I could tell that there was another reason Malcolm didn't talk to James much, but I didn't want to press the subject because I could tell that Malcolm wasn't in the mood to talk about it. “But has he ever told you anything about Cadmus? Ever?”
“All he told me is that Cadmus is a tough boss,” said Malcolm. “Why do you want to know?”
I shrugged. “No reason in particular.”
In truth, however, I wanted to know because I was remembering the Project Neo folder I had found in the bottom floor of the Cavern last month. I had found a folder containing information about Cadmus Smith and nine other neoheroes, files dated at least a year before the first neoheroes were discovered. Unfortunately, Shade had managed to steal the files from me before I could look at them, so I never got to learn as much about what Project Neo was originally about as I wanted. But I was still curious, because if those documents had been true, then that meant there had been neoheroes even before 1986. I hadn't asked Dad or any of the older neoheroes about it, but that was mostly because I doubted that any of them knew anything about it, and Cadmus Smith probably would never talk with me about it even if I asked.
“Well, okay,” said Malcolm. “But if you ever see my brother, tell him you know me. I'm sure he'll be happy to talk to you.”
“Sure,” I said. “Who is your brother anyway? James, I think you said his name was?”
“Yeah,” said Malcolm. “But he's better known as—”
A sudden crackle from the speaker in the corner of my room interrupted Malcolm, and Carl's voice came over the speaker. “Bolt! The G-Men are here to take you and your parents to the Compound! Are you all packed and ready to have an AWESOME time?”
“What? Already?” I said, looking up at the speaker in surprise. “I thought that they wouldn't be here for a couple more days.”
“Looks like they're early!” said Carl cheerfully. “And I suggest you don't waste any time going to the roof, because the guy the G-Men sent looks really angry, like he woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning!”
“Kev?” said Malcolm, his voice sounding puzzled. “Who is that?”
“Oh, er, that's the House's AI,” I said. “Sorry, but I have to leave. If I see your brother at the