For Your Paws Only
DAY ONE • TUESDAY • 0745 HOURS
Something small and white catapulted across the upper corridor of the Library of Congress. If any humans had been present to witness the object’s soaring flight, they would have been surprised to see that it was a mouse. A lab mouse, to be exact. But there were no humans present. Not this early in the morning.
The lab mouse turned a somersault and landed on the marble floor with a tiny thud. He...