Dash gave her a wry smile. “I’m going to sabotage all our immune systems to make things easier for the virus.”
Velma started laughing. “Of course. I get it now.”
Dash started shifting back and forth on her feet. “I should really explain the plan, but we have no time.” She turned and started running again.
Velma yelled at her departing form, “Go. I presume you’re planning to pump an aerosol into the ventilation system. I’ll explain to everyone.”
As Dash ran down the corridor toward the down ramp, bots with equipment and chemicals emerged from the side passages and assembled behind her like a line of ducklings behind their mother.
Chance smiled as Dash disappeared. “She took the phone we were talking to Amanda on.” She pulled out her own cell. “Poor Amanda. It has got to be tough being
