The southern fringe of Sector Twelve had been zoned for light industry and then forgotten about for two decades.
Caleb took the perimeter on foot at sixteen-hundred with Iharu twenty paces back and Tali in a van across the access road monitoring his suit telemetry. Hiro was on a roof with a tier-two optic and a rifle he was not planning to use. Kikaru had agreed to a backup channel and a one-block courtesy cordon because he had asked her in person, which he had not done before, and which she had not made him pay for, which was new.
The Hacker was on a private comm in his ear.
"Crayne is watching you from somewhere," she said. "His office signed off a routine custodial visit for the property at fifteen-fifty. The signature is current to a minute. He wants to be able to say he was on the books."
"He's covering himself."
"He's covering both of us. Don't be ungrateful."
