“Well, why not?” Moller said. “They're always doing weird things to lab mice and flies—why not a horse? Maybe the Russians came up with it, and Dale somehow got his hands on it. Could be some sort of an animal rights nut. Look—here's an idea. He somehow got his hands on a weird horse. One of a kind. He wants to protect it, right? So he heads off to a remote island, where he thinks he'll be safe . . . but through bad luck, the Coast Guard comes. So he flips out and runs to safety, with his strange horse.”