Chapter Twenty-One
Diagnostics
Xiu watched the corridor pulsing red.
Gleb was fumbling at the server nearby, Aviary’s USB stick in his functional hand.
‘Please tell me you know what you’re doing,’ she said.
Gleb looked over his shoulder. ‘I’m not an especially good liar.’
Andrey circled around the server and trained his Balerinka on the corridor behind them. ‘Then you’re in the wrong line of work.’
Gleb pulled his sleeves up to his elbows and popped out the server’s keyboard. ‘Aviary gave me exact instructions.’
‘Is the virus loading?’ she asked.
He started pacing, his footsteps soft on the tiles. ‘I don’t know, it’s still doing its thing.’
The red pulsing stopped. The corridor went dark.
‘This was not me,’ Gleb said.
None of them had night vision, so Xiu splashed the corridor
