Chapter Nine
Aviary ignored Gleb as he watched over her shoulder. Olesya had asked Aviary to look at the microchip they’d pried from that zealot’s neck, but before she could even begin to inspect it Olesya had walked in again and given her a new assignment: look for anything they could find on the so-called Destiny drones. Aviary didn’t mind, she had important things she could do now. For once, everyone was relying on her instead of the other way around.
On her laptop, Aviary was combing through yet another batch of Intron’s emails she’d siphoned from the CEO’s phone in Brazil. Onscreen, they translated from Portuguese to somewhat clumsy English.
‘There.’ Aviary pointed to the word ‘Destiny’ and said, ‘Transmits high-speed data from an altitude of sixty-thousand feet. Ezra was telling t
