“Jamie…I don’t think it will work.” Sera sounded disappointed. “This thing only looks like a car. It has more in common with a tank. I don’t know if it even has a VIN.”

“Well…we can still change the color, right?” James said. “Maybe bolt on some parts to change the outline…”

“I don’t know about bolting anything on, but as for color…hang on.” A moment later, the car flickered, changing from black and white to a more uniform gray.

James blinked. “How did you—wait. You’ve got adaptive camouflage? But that’s milspec. What’s a car doing with that?”

“I told you, I’m more like a tank now.” Sera sighed. “And that’s not the half of it.”

James frowned. “Can you pop the hood?”

“Jamie…we really should be moving on,” Sera reminded him.

“Just a quick peek. Come on, open up and say ‘ahh.’”

Sera growled, but the hood popped open. James raised it and peered inside. “Huh.”

“What?”

“I think you’re right about the VIN. This isn’t any internal combustion engine I’ve ever seen. Looks like some kind of turbine.”