Westwood and his men landed by a power generator connected to Helen's apartment. Barnes came out the plane with a small computer as Westwood jimmied the generator’s panel open. Barnes looked at the seal next to the off switch reading, “Zyra Electronics.”
“Sir, didn't Zyra Electronics go—”
“No,” Westwood shook his head, interrupting Barnes' sentence. “They're government owned now—I'm surprised Zyra didn't have us come down here sooner! The nerve of a hacker taking up residence within the late Colonel’s stronghold!”
Barnes continued hooking the wires running from his computer into three access ports in the circuit board. When he was done, the program loaded the circuit board's software into his system.
“This can't be right!” Barnes exclaimed, looking at the program's info screen that ope
