Sayeeda breathed a sigh of relief. You got used to putting your life in the hands of specialists, artillery officers came to mind, but it was never a particularly pleasant experience. The crawl had been ardous and even without her armor, left behind as too bulky, she was sweating. The presence of the mine was good news in its way. It meant they were in the right place. 

They moved as quietly as they could past the ventelation screens. Sayeeda tried to copy Neil where she could, the pilot had an almost preternatural abillty to move silently. They seemed to be in some sort of extended warehouse area at the back of the offices. Smells of fungus and other less identifiable goods floated up. While she was no expert, Junebug thought she caught the whiff of narcotics on the air.

"Next grate, on your right," Taya's voice sounded in her ear. Junebug gently lay a hand on Neil's calf halting him.

"Say again?" she asked, confused as to what the girl could be talking about.

"I'm running a voice print of the first meeting through your mic pick up," Taya explained, "the matching voice is through that grate."

"The shit you know," Junebug marveled then to Neil: "Cheng is through the next panel on the right." They crept a little further and peered down through the vent. They seemed to be above a large board room, a half dozen men were standing around a boardroom table, made of some sort of highly polished stone. Most of them were armed though not heavily.

"We should wait, we have movement on the Gendarme channels something is up at the station!" One of the men was shouting. Cheng, looking all together more menacing and not at all a concerned husband, pounded his fist on the table.

"There was a tactical nuke on that barge we gave them, there should be nothing on the channel at all! And how did that little bitch fight off our men at the ship, there are cops all over it now."

"What about the two patsies? Surely the are dead or in custody."

"Whatever happens I doubt they will be stupid enough to show their faces around here," Cheng sneered. Sayeeda grineed at Neil.

"Well we wont get a better through line than that.

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