“Copy that,” Sprite said, acknowledging the warning.

“I’m fogging communications in your quad and six adjacent,” Scotty said. “It should slow them down.”

“Twenty-two cleared,” Vapor said.

“I’ve flagged two, Vapor,” Darkholm said.

“Checking them now.”

“Scotty, any security taps?” Sprite asked.

“Nothing yet,” he said. “But I still say a minute and a half, tops.”

“Understood.”

Helen was ringing her hands, wishing there was more she could do. She found solace in stroking her bull dober’s head. He licked her hand.

“They’re clean,” Vapor said, returning to the others on her list. “Wait a second,” Vapor said, seeing something.