For a sec or two he felt sure it must be a nexus illusion, spex only, but, tipping his head forward, she didn’t disappear when he used his real eyes. She shouldn’t know anything about Malta. Sure, she had her own support savvy, even tools and protection, but how had she located this place? He had made the mole link one hundred percent secure, and nobody knew nexus links like he did. There were two possible answers: she had outside help or she had another contact inside the AIteam. Inside the AIteam... not Leonora, not Yuri. Dirk, then. For a few moments he pondered the loyalties of Dirk Ngma, before dismissing his speculation. No, it was an outside job. And he had thought of a name. Suddenly he felt exposed, paranoid. He wiggled his hips and touched his trouser fly to pretend finishing an outdoor waz, then turned and walked away. Inside someone’s flower shed off the main street he took out his moby, but then paused. This could be a trap. Despite his shock and the danger he couldn’t risk a com line into the caves.
