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UK matter, and that means MI5 should handle it. Is that clear?”
    “While Firestorm remains a mystery,” said Queen Bee, “my agents are in a better position to investigate. Whatever Firestorm may be, it uses technology that’s way beyond the experience of the police, or MI6. Or even, believe it or not, you.”
    “But not these mysterious agents of yours,” said Drake. “Or so you claim. How do we know that anything you say can be trusted?”
    “All I know, Agent Drake,” said Queen Beepatiently, “is that every moment we sit here arguing is a moment lost in our hunt for Firestorm.”
    “I’m going to be putting my own people on this,” said Drake, “no matter what you say. You know I will. I’ve done it before.”
    “You don’t even have access to the data that was stolen from MI6,” said Queen Bee. “You have no idea what you’re looking for.”
    “And neither do you!” snapped Drake. “MI6 keep that stuff wrapped up tighter than a mouse in the coils of a boa constrictor. Nobody knows what was nicked – don’t try to bluff me!”
    The screen went black. Queen Bee shut her eyes for a second to control her temper, then headed for the laboratory. When she arrived, Simon Turing was at the 3D display, monitoring the progress of the robots.
    “Why would Drake want to get involved in this?” Alfred asked, when Queen Bee finished telling them about the phone call. “His section can’t have any clue what’s going on. That’s why the home secretary has put SWARM in charge, isn’t it?”
    “Surely Drake’s just setting himself up to lookfoolish. Again,” added Professor Miller.
    “I agree,” said Queen Bee. “However, we must take his threats seriously. The only reason we’ve been given the go-ahead to control this case is our success on past missions. We can’t afford any slip-ups. The government is very twitchy about Firestorm and might easily hand the case over to someone else if we don’t make rapid progress. The prime minister and the home secretary are concerned about the media coverage.”
    “It’s all over the web and the TV news channels,” said Alfred. “One minute they’re playing up the bank-robbery angle, the next they’re claiming that Firestorm is some sort of terrorist organization, because of the attack on MI6. All the coverage is making the public very nervous indeed.”
    “Which is exactly what Firestorm wants,” said Queen Bee. “Everything’s been done to create as much havoc as possible. If only we knew why!”
    “I’m puzzled by their choice of targets so far,” said Professor Miller. “Why steal gold, and then steal data? What are they after, precisely?”
    “Ah!” said Alfred with a smile. “Nero worked that one out while the robots were beingtransported to their current locations. He said he’d been observing humans long enough to calculate the most likely probabilities. Firestorm’s main objective must be connected to the theft of the data. You don’t break into a secret-service building filled with highly trained spies just for fun, even if you do want to make a splash. There are many ways to get attention that don’t involve making MI6 your target. So the data must be Firestorm’s number one priority. The gold is secondary. They could have raided any bank, if they needed funds. Firestorm attacked that particular one simply because it would draw maximum publicity.”
    “We’ve already established that those weapons will have cost a small fortune,” said Queen Bee. “What’s the assessment on that?”
    “Nero’s calculations suggest that an attempted bank robbery marks Firestorm out as a small organization,” said Alfred. “A large group, or a hostile foreign government, would have more resources.”
    “Could it be an individual acting alone?” said Queen Bee.
    Alfred wrinkled his nose. “I suppose it’spossible. Whoever they are, Firestorm must be extremely serious about their objectives.”
    “Which brings us back to the data,”