“Are you telling me you can’t do it?” Cappy said.

“I’m not saying that,” Sparrow replied. “I’m just-”

Cappy cut her off. “It sounds like you’re telling me you can’t do it.”

“I can do it,” she hissed. It was all she could do to keep herself at yelling.

“Good,” the large man said, “Because the only reason you’re on the team is that you said you could do it.”

“I just can’t do it from here,” she said.

“If you-” Cappy’s voice started to rise, but he caught himself. “If you can’t do it from here, where the hell can you do it?”

Eyes’s voice chirped in on the radio. “Guard coming. Gonna have to switch back to live feed in three. Make like shadows.”

Sparrow slid the cover panel back into place and raced for the hiding spot Eyes had found for her earlier – a small spot behind a statue of Odin, and a display of viking weaponry. She felt completely exposed, but Eyes assured her that this was the only blind spot on the security cameras. He took a bit too much delight in pointing out that it was only the fact that she was so small that let her hide there.

A circle of light moved slowly across the far wall, the various displays casting odd shadows on it. It lingered on the monstrous stone wolf frozen mid-snarl that sat in the middle of the room.

After what seemed like eternity, the guard left the room.

“Putting the cameras back on loop in three, two, one. You are now free to move about the cabin.”

“Thanks, Eyes,” she said, walking back to the statue of Fenrir.

“So where can you do it from?” Cappy said from right behind her. She jumped, but managed to suppress a shout.

“Don’t do that!” she hissed. She was not meant for field work. Her heart was beating almost painfully after that scare. As she forced herself to calm down, a thought dawned on her. “Where the hell did you manage to hide?”

Cappy smiled. “Trade secret.” The smile vanished. “Answer the question.”

She opened the cover panel on Fenrir’s podium again. “You see this?” she said, pointing to the circuit board inside.

“Skip to the part where you tell me why you can’t shut it off.”

“It’s a Varia Inc. 273 Watchman.”

“Still waiting.”

She rolled her eyes. “It’s what’s controlling the motion sensor. It’s one of the most sensitive control chips out there. We tamper with it at all, and the alarms go off.”

“So you can’t do it,” Cappy said.

“I can’t disable the Watchman, no. I’ll need to hack the computer that’s receiving the data.”

“You want to break into the security room?” Cappy said. “That’s… that’s a different heist altogether. And it’s not likely to be bloodless.” He sighed. “Eyes, what’s your take?”

“Hold on a sec…” Eyes’s voice said in their ears. “It’s doable, but it’s not an off-the-cuff job. Pull out. We’ll talk to our employers and figure out a new vector.”

“Might have to talk about our rates,” Cappy growled. “This Watchman thing sounds like overkill for a statue, no matter how old it is. There’s more going on than we’re being told, and I don’t like it.”

“Amen to that,” Ears said. “Make sure your ghosts on the way out. If they get any hint that you were there, we won’t get another shot at this.”

Sparrow was looking at the statue. “Even if we shut off the motion sensor, how were you going to get this out?”

“You make sure you can shut down the security computer, and you might get to find out.”

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