The two of them stood still for a moment, then Braben sighed in apparent relief and lowered his weapon as Kodiak lowered his arms. “Brother, you have to stop sneaking around like that,” said Braben, shaking his head. “I nearly shot you. Again.” “Me sneaking around? You’re the one hiding behind a pillar. But I’m glad to see you.” “The Bureau hadn’t heard anything from you,” said Braben. “The whole Jovian system is cut off. Some kind of interference from a big magnetic storm. What’s going on? Where’s Cait?” “Come on,” said Kodiak, “I’ll explain on the way.” * * * A few minutes later, Kodiak and Braben were crouched behind another decorative pillar in another wide atrium, this one with a direct view of the refinery control room’s main doors, Braben having led them there thanks to the refinery map he’d been able to call up onto his wrist computer from the JMC’s public access network. As they watched the control room doors, Kodiak filled his partner in on everything that had gone down since he and Cait had arrived.
