on, Barb?” the leader of the cyberteam asked.
Price sighed and rose off the rumpled bed. She felt a pang at the missed opportunity but by the time she reached the phone the feeling was gone. With practiced self-discipline she slammed her shields down, brought her discipline up and become once again mission controller.
“Go ahead, Bear.”
“Barb, Carmen has pulled something out possibly relating to Seven. I think you should take a look.”
“Copy. I’m en route to your twenty now.”
“I’ll have the coffee ready.”
“Don’t threaten me, Bear.”
Price turned to look in the mirror over the dresser and pushed a stray strand of her blond hair behind an ear. Pieces of the puzzle were starting to come together. Whoever this Seven was, Price could tell she was starting to get their scent in her nose now.
It’s only a matter of time, she thought. She left the room, mind completely absorbed in the problem now.
Bolan would figure out something had come up easily enough.
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