We had taken a quick shower, washing away the heat and sweat of the morning before stepping into fresh clothes. Now, back out in his heavy-timbered office, Drakon leaned against the edge of his desk, his arms crossed over his chest as we picked the operational threads back up.
"I can ask Linda to distract Edna while we take the cameras and sensors offline one by one. If Linda keeps her in a high-priority meeting or pulled into a technical audit on the lower levels, Edna won't be staring at her primary console monitoring the subtle feed drops." I said, leaning over the table and tapping the high-clearance icon on the map.
Drakon tilted his head, his pitch-black eyes tracking my logic with a slow nod of approval. "That gives us a real window..."
A sharp, firm knock echoed through the heav
