You people have somewhere you want go?” “The comms room,” Boss said. Norman nodded. “Okay. No idea where that is.” “It’s at the rear of this zone,” Trent said, “accessed through a staff area inside a Mexican restaurant.” Norman’s face lit up. “I know place. Fire exit take us out right by it. Are you going call for help?” Boss patted the man on the back. “Damn right we are.” “Good. Because I was go say, if you people rescue party, you are sucking a lot.”
