John noticed the blip and the sudden cramps of his charge.
She was still stable, but there was the concrete danger that the current environment would kill her. But all he could do for her right now was some more chemical help.
With some delay he received Al’s message. Great, so he was in the news. There would likely be a connection to his cover job at the hospital, but luckily his ID there sported his usual face and not this China-man caricature. Just another case of stolen identity.
But while he walked in this Stygian darkness he found the time to do a little bit of programming on the grenade, using the root kit software. He wasn’t sure it would work, but if it did it would give those mercs a pretty difficult nut to crack…

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