“Signal bounced,” Vapor said.

“I caught it,” Darkholm announced.

“Vape, where’s that other ghost?” Ling asked.

“It’s still on the move,” Vapor said, watching more the echo of the ghost’s previous location, than its actual current placement.

“Signal’s bounced and rerouted, but I’m close,” Darkholm said, still chasing the physical location and signal of the ghost who deflected the spectral readout.

“I’m tossing in a crosstide,” Ling said. “Three, two, one, mark!”

All four ace hacks closed their eyes and three turned their heads as their screens momentarily flashed brightest white. Even Helen was taken aback, not expecting this result.