Xavier lifted his wrist and brought up the proximity signal, letting it broadcast openly. The hover responded immediately, systems waking just enough to acknowledge the owner link.
"That's the ping," Xavier said. "It's registered to me."
The man glanced at the display, unimpressed. "Signals get spoofed every day. You think we haven't seen that trick?"
"I can open it," Xavier said. "Start it. Kill it. Whatever you want."
"Which proves nothing," the second guard said. "Anyone with half a brain can fake a handshake."
Xavier exhaled slowly. "Someone named Angel set the drop. You can check the delivery logs."
"I can open it," Xavier said. "Start it. Kill it. Whatever you want."
"Which proves nothing," the second guard said. "Anyone with half a brain can fake a handshake."
Xavier exhaled slowly. "Angel set the drop. You can check the delivery logs."
The third man straightened slightly at the name, then scoffed. "Anyone can say a name. Doesn't mean shit."
