Fiddlestix and Deacon have finally calmed down enough to talk professionally about their mutual problem with the cyber warriors. She asks him if they are under surveillance and he assures her, they are. They’re sitting quietly, with a blue light flashing on their necks.
“Oh, shit. Why didn’t you tell me this before?”
“Why, Hannah, what’s wrong?”
“They’re recharging, getting new orders. It’s a satellite uplink straight from the commander’s office. Take me there now.”
“Now, Deacon. I’m not kidding!” She rose, marching for the door.
He followed her, his long legs eating up the distance between them. Suddenly all business again, he said, “Follow me.”
“My man, Kazinski. We’ll need him.”
Deacon spoke into his communication set. “Deacon to Jasper. Find the man Kazinski. We need him. Hannah and I are on our way to the north gate. Meet us there.”
Jasper wasted no time…
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