It overlooked the plaza from 760 meters. That was close enough for good visibility, far enough for discretion, I hoped. It was flagged for privacy, and Silver had bypassed the lock from the outside so housekeeping couldn’t get in. The manager key would work, but no one should need to use it. That night we drove through the plaza for an advance recon. Already, large areas were cordoned off. I had a strictly passive camera and let it run steady video of our pass. We probably weren’t the only ones scattering tiny sensors in the gutters, and I expected most of them to be swept up by some cleaner. Some would survive in cracks. Little bits of data all helped. She said, “The birds are still in place, so no one has done a manual check of the façade. It’s possible they’ll throw a shield, a jammer, some kind of override or just an EMP of course.” “Yeah, it depends on how they perceive the threat level. I’m torn between wanting them to be as good as possible, and being slack enough we can do what we have to unhindered.
