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- She checked the edges of the door and found no sign of sensors or booby-traps. That meant Treble had either neglected to place any – unlikely, given what she knew about him – or that he’d placed them so well she couldn’t see them on the first pass.
- Lynx flicked down her low-light monocle and examined the entryway more closely. As she did, she heard a grunt from Buzzard.
- “Ascending.”
- “Copy,” replied Gator. “At the rear door. Tripwire. Made safe.”
- As he spoke, Lynx caught sight of the same thing. A nearly invisible length of line at ankle height had been placed inside the entrance vestibule, and she followed it to a primed nine-banger stun grenade, cleverly hidden under some debris.
- “Same here,” she whispered. Lynx chose to leave the trap in place and stepped over it with a gymnast’s ease.
- ...
- He was within arm’s reach of the half-open door when his movement triggered the proximity sensor of a device hidden under a fold of rotted carpet. In a fizzing burst, the concealed shocker released the full stun charge stored in its dense battery core, hitting the operative with punishing force.
- Buzzard’s muscles locked in agony, and he toppled forward like a felled tree. His body sang with pain, as if he had been dipped in fire. His shuddering hands clutched at the air and his mouth locked open.
- He heard Gator in his ear, calling for an update, but all Buzzard could do was lie in a trembling heap and scream silently as electricity shot through him.
- - Firewall, Chapter 1
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