Sarah brought him half a sandwich on a paper plate.

He ate it without tasting a bite, and she took the plate before he could put it down.

Michael came over with a headset around his neck and lowered his voice, the way he did when it mattered.

“Two teams.

One on the main gate, one on the service gate.

Nobody moves until the cyber people confirm they’ve got a clone of the servers.”

“They’ll be in there before that.”