3Nero scratched his head as he walked back into the lab. It was late and he should be home sleeping, but Eric hadn’t left the facility in three days. The man would shut down for short periods of time right in the chair, then pop back up a short while later and start work where he left off, as if he’d had a full night’s rest.
Nero shook his head, yawned and stretched, while envying how alert the cyborg managed to stay. “How did you get around the satellite security to redirect its lens?”
Eric laughed. “Easy. I didn’t get around anything. Since I didn’t know how long the search would take, I looked for a more legit tactic. So I’m pretending to be a new com station. I paid their yearly fee from money King gave me, got the control coordinates to manipulate the satellite, and now I can point
