Timeless (8b/?) From the dark corner wafted a puff of smoke. The impeccably dressed old man sitting in the corner glared sourly at the smoke. Known to Mulder as Well-Manicured Man, this distinguished gentleman did not like the cigarette smoke nor the man behind it. The First Elder spoke. "With the recent murders in Toronto, we cannot proceed with our original plans. We must resort to the young ones. It will set back our research a few years." The men in the room nodded. The First Elder directed a question at the corner. "You know that Mulder and Scully are in Toronto?" Cancerman sat forward and grinned. "But of course." "They will interfere with our interests in that area. What do you plan to do about it." "Keep them from finding the truth, of course." Cancerman smiled infernally and puffed on the cigarette. "Really?" put in Well-Manicured Man doubtfully. "Trust me." End of Part 8b