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help me go over all this Compendium stuff in the netbook. It’s loaded with docs and data, right?” Faith nodded her dreads at the innocuous black plastic case on the tiny dresser.
    “There’s more stuff in there than I know. And you’ll have to crack it. The folders were password protected when I had access to the network.” Melissa crossed her arms.
    “This plan needs work, guys,” Josh said urgently. “We don’t know who will be where. There are some seriously dangerous people in there. Strategy and assault tactics are my business. It’s why you came to me in the first place.”
    Faith leaned toward Josh, her fists balled at her sides. “So what, you’re thinking of stealing some surveillance tech too? Won’t it take forever to create a picture of exactly how things are laid out inside?”
    “If we had the time, I’d love to get the layout before we enter. But I’m thinking of getting Ilya and Irina to interrogate Rose and Sage. They’ll give up what they know whether they like it or not. And it’ll give Irina and Melissa a chance to familiarize themselves with the girls they need to impersonate,” said Josh, satisfied his expertise had won.
    “Couldn’t we just get Jonah to cook up some knockout gas and take them all out that way?” Faith relaxed again, leaning back on the dresser.
    “Even if I could make some, it’s hard to get the dosage right for variants. Most recipes have humans in mind and most variants are much hardier. For Rose and Sage, a tranquilizer dart is probably still a better plan.” Jonah cast Josh a gaze of confident support.
    “It’s settled then. We’ll tranquilize Rose and Sage, mine them for info, and then disguise Irina and Melissa. It’s not my best work, but it’ll have to do.” Josh fisted his hands, ready to act.
    Faith’s research quickly uncovered that London required very little animal control and that just about no wild animals threatened anyone in the entire United Kingdom. The London Zoo, on the other hand, possessed some large and dangerous animals, therefore making the likelihood of tranquilizer guns and darts a high probability.
    While Melissa and Faith stayed behind to work on cracking and reviewing our precious Compendium files, the rest of us headed downstairs. I asked the apathetic plum-haired employee of the Berwick Hostel how to get to the London Zoo.
    “That’s in Regent’s Park. Got to take the tube. ‘Ere’s a guide.” The woman furnished us with a pamphlet on the London Underground and a map of Regent’s Park before she resumed her unenthused assessment of the newspaper.
    Josh and Cole took turns examining the snarl of rainbow pipes on the London Underground route map. Back home, we’d only had to contend with Vancouver’s three train lines which barely intersected. A swirl of anxiety bubbled in my stomach as the guys argued about where to go from our current location. Ilya busied himself by restoring our disguises.
    Cole concluded we needed to take the Bakerloo Line from a station a few blocks away. It would be one stop on the train, but the pamphlet’s map suggested a long walk on foot.
    The station on Oxford Street was easy to spot amid the throngs shuffling through the streets. A large blue sign with Oxford Circus Station crowned a stairwell that plunged under the pavement. I had always pictured my first subterranean train ride taking place in New York, but I had also watched too much television as a child. We fell in with the stream of human traffic filing down to the Underground.
    We plugged some change into the turnstiles and pushed into the barriers. When we reached the platform, I finally understood why people casually referred to the Underground as the Tube. We were in a cylindrical cavity filled with curved ad posters fitted to the concave stone walls.
    I had time to read ads for a European airline, a local shoe store, and a new nature show on the BBC before a sleek white train with red doors and blue trim slid onto the