When Scott entered Lab Five, Trane was in the process of hugging Beauchamp and letting out a whoop of delight.
"You did it!" Spinning Beauchamp around, Trane caught sight of Scott in the doorway. "She did it!"
With a cool, feline smile, Beauchamp gently freed herself from Trane's hug. "The A.I. trackers did most of the work, actually. But yes, it is true. We have done it."
"Done what?" asked Scott.
"Traced the genomes of the Red viruses," said Beauchamp. "The catalyst virus and the pieces of the firewall virus that did not match the engineered virus from Project Lethe on Archibald."
Scott's heart beat faster. "You've found their source?"
Trane nodded and brushed orange sand from his black uniform. He'd beaten Scott back to the Sun Tzu but hadn't cleaned himself up from the ba
