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- As he'd feared, the tightly packed springs made it impossible to wiggle under the engines, so he pulled out his flexi-cam, affixed the telescoping extension, then snaked the lens underneath. He flipped on the cam's light. The rough metal exterior of the engine casing appeared on the OPSAT's screen. He started scanning, moving inch by inch.
- It took three minutes, but finally the serial number plate came into focus. Fisher steadied the cam and hit the shutter button. He withdrew the cam and tucked it away. He keyed his subdermal, but got only a squelch in return. He looked up. Too much steel overhead.
- - Checkmate, Chapter 9
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