CHAPTER HUNDRED & FORTY SIX

The tracker vanished all of a sudden and Jovian's head jerked with a start. He had been watching his wearable monitor almost boredly up till it happened.

“What the--?" He spat.

"What?" asked Ceneau who had also been observant.

"Do we move?" one of the aides asked.

Jovian nodded. He dd not want to say that the tracker had been lost. They'd just drive to where it was last seen.

Everybody prepared hastily. Even Ceneau fiddled with a rifle he probably couldn't use. They piled in and hit the gas, hard.

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The first thing Reizei did was strike the overhead sensor. He guessed that damaging it could shut the mantap on one end (for both doors) and lock half the guards out momentarily. And it worked.

The only people to cross were the three of them, Riker, and about half the escort party.

Once Reynolds grabbed the nearest guard's gun, he had acted, ramming his fist into the circular sensor above his head. There were screams, including his.

The Chairman scrambled. The guard behind Reizei gra