“I wasn't sure until just now,” Bliegh defended, his face locked in a scowl. “The lines of code are very subtle, once I smelt a rat it took some time to figure out just what it was; whoever wrote the program is good, they almost got around our counter measures. It could have been pinging us for a few hours, maybe longer, I just—”
“Grab what you need,” Oriyanna cut in, getting to her feet. “Where is Taulass?”
“In bed, sleeping,” answered Bliegh. “He was in front of that screen for ten hours straight earlier, he's likely fatigued.”
“Wake him, we can brief him on the move, we don't—” Before she could finish telling Bliegh that there was no time to brief Taulass, a red dot appeared on his forehead. Glancing quickly at Rhesbon, she saw an identical dot decorating his head. She didn't need a
