Kneeling down beside Raphael, Atlan looked over the injured man. "Call an ambulance," he suggested. He thought he knew what Raphael expeted him to do, but he hesitated.

Did he really want to trust even more people with the secret of his cell activator?

Fool! His extra-sense scolded. It stopped being a secret the moment you had the great idea of using it to save that red-head.

Instead of giving an answer, he suppressed a sigh and fished the pendant out from under his shirt.