He spotted a big laundry service van parked on the other side of the street. Zac knew that this was no ordinary van. It was the Mobile Technology Lab, Leon’s disguised laboratory on wheels. Zac slid open the van door and climbed in. Inside the MTL, Leon was busy tinkering at a workbench. Tinkering was what Leon did best. He was a GIB technical officer, in charge of developing gadgets and organising missions. ‘There you are!’ said Leon, turning around. ‘Time to get moving. You have to be at the drop-off point by 6.30 a.m.’ Leon pushed a button and the MTL started rumbling along the road. Zac noticed that it was driving on autopilot. ‘Where’s the drop-off point?’ Zac asked, glancing at the time on his SpyPad. ‘Professor Voler wants us to leave you at a place out in the bush,’ said Leon. ‘He’ll pick you up from there.’ ‘Why?’ ‘You know what Voler’s like,’ Leon said. ‘Everything has to be totally secret. He wants to be sure you’re alone before you get on his jet.’ Zac nodded.
