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CHANCE [OVER RADIO]:
Visibility's next to nil.

I'm not gonna end up in the bay, am I?

You're okay. You're in the pipe.
Continue your descent.

Be on target in 2 minutes, 42 seconds.

CHANCE:
God, I hate it when you lurk.

Job came through.
Thought you'd find it intriguing.

It's gonna have to wait a little while.

-What, do you have a date?
-Name's Julia, met her at the bookstore.

Uh-huh. It's a snatch-and-grab rescue.

Rescue's time-sensitive
with a technical extraction.

Understand, Winston,
she wasn't trying to kill me.

I wasn't pulling her out of
a burning building/automobile.

I wasn't seeing her
on the worst day of her life.

She's just a nice girl, likes to read.
She thinks I'm funny.

[WINSTON CLEARS THROAT]

Anyway, the rescue's time-sensitive
with a highly technical extraction.

Winston, don't do this.
Don't belittle this.

There is a life-work balance
that needs to be respected.

And here's the kicker
about this particular rescue.

It involves a break-in
at the headquarters of Sentronics.

Sentronics headquarters?

Intrigued?

We've had some horrendous ideas
in the past together...

[OVER RADIO]
...but we may have outdone ourselves.

Oh, Martin Gleason, you better
be worth all this damn trouble.

Martin Gleason,
the subject of our rescue...

... is the lead engineer for Sentronics'
weapons development division.

Sentronics is keeping their top engineer
prisoner in their corporate headquarters?

Yeah, pretty much.

Martin's dad just got
a very interesting letter.

Okay.

Correspondence out of Sentronics
is screened for sensitive information.

Martin used this to send--

Morse code. Small words dots,
long words dashes. I'm impressed.

Top of his class at MIT,
MacArthur genius at 29.

"Won't let me leave. Kozinski murdered.
I'm next. Send help."

Who's Kozinski?

Matt Kozinski, colleague of Martin's.
Or was.

-Died of a heart attack at 38.
-Martin thinks otherwise.

Yeah. And he really believes he's next.

What about the police?

Unless it's a matter
of national security...

...Sentronics is beyond
the reach of the law.

-He's still a U.S. citizen.
-Running a top-secret program...

...for the military's largest supplier.
Come on, you know the drill.

No personal e-mail, phone,
24/7 surveillance. He's theirs.

This stinks.

Kid sucked into a situation like that
and taken advantage of...

...pushed around because they can.

Don't look at me.
This isn't about what I went through.

This is about Martin.

So how does one go about breaking
into Sentronics headquarters?

Okay, 1 minute, 41 seconds.

You're gonna have to make adjustments
to hit the bull's-eye.

No worries.

Wait. Hang on a second.

Where have you been?
You were to be here an hour ago.

Got a lead on some artwork
I thought you might be interested in.

Oh, no. This is different
than the photo we have here.

-Where'd you get this?
-You don't wanna know.

Unlike the one you found,
that one's up-to-date and it's accurate.

Chance, we have a problem.

Breaking in is virtually impossible.
Blueprints for the building don't exist.

National security code classifies them
as top secret.

Best I could do is a look inside
the lobby entrance.

They got motion-tracking cameras...

...thermal heat sensors
and terahertz scanners at the door.

Go ahead. Next.

WINSTON:
Oh, yeah, not to mention the armed guards.

I'm not talking about mall cops.
These guys are ex-military.

They're well-trained and well-armed.

Nobody gets in that building
without it knowing about it.

Okay. How are we gonna do this?

Well, I was thinking.

-Remember that bank job in Jakarta?
-Yeah.

You can't walk in
without being noticed.

The higher up you go,
the looser security gets.

One glaring blind spot on the roof.

Right. Satellite photo shows
no security cameras on the roof.

All you gotta do is stick the landing,
get inside that access door, you're in.

Problem? What kind of problem?

That thing about
no camera on the roof?

CHANCE: Yeah.
-There's a camera on the roof.

CHANCE: Excuse me?
-Photo isn't up-to-date.

I just got a recent one. Believe me,
there is definitely a camera on the roof.

If there's only one camera,
then there has to be a blind spot.

How much room have I got?

Uh, a ledge about 2 feet,
northeast corner of the building.

CHANCE:
And if I don't hit that ledge?

Alarms, guns. You know, bad things.

Okay, 2 feet. I can do that.

-All right, I made it.
-Whew.

[SHOUTS]

COMPUTER: Alert.
Rooftop Camera 3238 is inoperative.

Send up Timmons now.

Got a frayed video feed on 3238.

[OVER RADIO]
But the roof is clear. Over.

[TIMMONS GRUNTS]

CHANCE: On target, heading in.
WINSTON: All right, listen.

Now remember, the signal jammers...

... make it impossible to communicate
once you get in there.

It'll be radio silence from here on out.
And do me a favor, would you?

-What's that?
-Don't get dead.

I'll do my best.

See you on the ground.

I don't know. I don't know. Mm!

Just for the sake of argument.
Don't judge. Just an idea.

What if we were to add
another overspend device?

No, no, no. You're right, you're right.
It's not working.

[BLOWS THROUGH LIPS]

[BIRD CAWING ON COMPUTER]

[SIGHS]

COMPUTER:
Retinal scan required.

GUARD:
Is, uh, there a problem?

Oh, no. I just forgot my, uh....

[GRUNTING AND SHOUTING]

Um, can I help you?

Act natural, Martin.
Pretend like everything's normal.

-Who are you?
-I'm Christopher Chance.

Your father hired me to get you out.

Don't look at me.
They're watching us.

Layla?

I ask my father for help
and he sends a janitor?

-What'd you expect?
-I don't know. FBI, platoon of Marines.

Any idea how difficult
it was getting in?

I'll spare you the details.
It was no picnic.

If there's something one person could do
to escape this place...

...I feel like I would have thought of it
by now, okay? Thank you.

Um, what are you doing?

Thirty-one stories up.

It's about 350 feet. Wind's blowing
out of the east at 30 knots.

Wait, is that a parachute?

You're not serious.

Oh, my God, you are serious.

How's Gleason?

Martin? Going stir-crazy.

The security restrictions you put him on
are starting to get to him.

Martin's the most valuable commodity
in this building.

The closer he gets to finishing...

...the more enticing a target he'll be
out in the world.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Martin, you're starting to freak out.
Calm down a little bit.

Well, I don't think
it's very reasonable to ask...

...a sane human being to jump out
of a building...

...and expect him to remain calm.

Fair enough. Tell me how you get
into this mess in the first place?

Oh, okay.

Right. A few months ago, there was
a hospital collapse in Mandalay, Burma.

121 people died. The regime suspected
they'd been harboring rebels.

Of course, they denied any involvement,
claimed it was an accident.

But I knew they lied, because I knew
there was a weapon involved.

-How?
-Because I built it. It's a plasma cannon.

Kozinski and I went to Vivian Cox.

We wanted to know how our enemies
got ahold of our weapon, right?

Two days later Kozinski dropped dead.

-But you're still alive.
-Yeah, well.

There is a $4 billion project sitting
downstairs that she needs me to finish.

I tried to leave, you know. They told me
I had to stay put for my own protection.

So they shut down my badge,
cut off communication.

I've been a prisoner here ever since.

You still did your work.

Yeah, well,
I figured it would buy me some time...

...figure out a way to call for help.

Well, help is here. Have a seat.

You might wanna cover your ears,
though.

[BEEPING]

Mr. Kreese, we've got a problem.

Here, put this on.

Send guards up there now.
But tell them not to hurt Martin.

We've got a code four on Level 31,
possible intruder in the building.

[GUNFIRE]

MARTIN:
No.

Get more men up there. Lock down
everything above the 15th floor.

Level two security, Room 3101.

The chute's toast.

-Looks like we go to plan B.
-What's, uh--?

My God. What's plan B?

-The stairs.
-The stairs?

You don't seem to get it, okay?

This place is like one giant mousetrap,
all right?

They've got electromagnetic locks,
cameras on every angle.

-Martin.
-What? What?

You ever consider decaf?

GUARD 1 : Secure the south opening.
GUARD 2: Got it.

What is that?

Please tell me that's too small
to be a body.

Oh, man, this whole thing just got
a lot more complicated.

"Sentronics weapons used
on Burmese hospital, 121 dead.

Martin knows too much.
Guards are on to us.

Gotta do this the hard way."

Deploy everyone on duty
up to 29, 30, and 31.

I want both men in my possession
within the hour.

There's something about that janitor.
He got to Martin way too easily.

Give me an image
from the cam in Martin's office.

His face is blocked in every shot.

He knows exactly what he's doing.

Yeah.

Well, so do l.

Clean up that image.

I wanna know who he is.

LAYLA: The computer is pixelating
his image. It shouldn't be long now.

Wait a minute.
We just lost a camera on 30.

And we just lost 29 too.
Where is he taking Martin?

28, 29 and 30 are scheduled
to house the naval warfare unit.

They're just finishing construction.
Video's spotty.

He's buying time.

Bring up thermal imaging.

Initiate a fire drill, all floors.

Monitor every exit.

[ALARM BUZZING]

Set off the alarm to clear the building.
These are thermal-imaging sensors.

There's about 30 floors between us
and the entrance. No stairs, no elevator.

We're gonna be the only warm bodies
they can't account for.

The system is airtight.
It cannot be beaten.

We shut it down.
Gotta be an off switch.

Ha, off switch?

This is a state-of-the-art facility housing
top-secret national security projects.

We can't even-- I mean, there's no....

What?

You know, there actually might be
an off switch.

We have an intruder.
We're running an ID...

...but he's taken out multiple guards and
is attempting to escape with Gleason.

How the hell did you let this happen?

I warned you.
Martin is just as dangerous as Kozinski.

VIVIAN:
Kozinski was a troublemaker.

Martin is smarter than that.
He'll come around.

Then let me ask you something,
Vivian.

Willing to bet the company on that?

I already have.

I need him in one piece.
This intruder is our problem. Solve it.

GUARD:
Fire exit, this way.

Stay calm and walk to your exits.

The project Vivian is keeping me alive
to finish...

... is a high-powered
directional microwave.

Aim it at a mountain
and the waves pass through the rock.

-Just cooks everything inside.
-Exactly.

Now, it's kind of a mess still,
but if I can hot-wire it...

... I might be able to figure a way
to fire a low-level burst...

...into the security system's hardware
and fry the whole thing.

So where is this weapon?

Uh, well, that's kind of a--
It's in the Black Room.

LAYLA:
I think I can ID our intruder now.

I'm gonna run his image
through FBI and Interpol databases.

If Martin was gonna blow the whistle
off this...

..."Sentronics selling weapons
to dictators" thing...

-...no wonder they want him dead.
-Like Jakarta all over again.

Yeah, which means we gotta find
another way to get him out.

I think the two of us
are gonna have to pull an Aunt Linda.

-Aunt Linda?
-Yeah, an Aunt Linda.

You know, call in the cavalry?

Calling in the cavalry's an Uncle Dan.
Unless inclement weather's a factor...

-...then you call it a Boston Cooler.
-Whatever.

Martin's father said
that the feds told him...

...they can go in
on a matter of national security.

-Right.
-Well, we're gonna make it one.

[ALARM BUZZING]

CHANCE:
It's working.

Insulation is masking
our heat signature.

GUARD [OVER RADIO]:
Floor 29 clear. Moving to 30.

Not many ways to disappear
from thermal scan.

Sooner or later,
they're gonna figure out where we are.

-We should get moving.
-Okay.

COMPUTER:
Building evacuation complete.

Wait a second. They're gone.

Gone? They have to be somewhere.

I mean, the only people left
are guards.

The secured floors are evacuated,
exits are covered.

I don't know where he's taking Martin.
They're not upstairs and didn't get out.

So, what are you saying?
They just disappeared?

[MARTIN GRUNTS]

So is this the way to the Black Room?

It's 13 floors down. You want to go
all that way through the vents?

Well, I wanted to jump out the window,
but thems are the breaks, my friend.

Great.

I know how to play this game, dude.

You?

I'm not so sure.

I was a cop for 20 years.
I think I know how this works.

As long as they respect my jurisdiction,
you'll be fine.

Okay, this is the plan.

Go in, you give the tip that Sentronics
is selling weapons to Burma.

The feds raid the building
to check it out...

...Chance and Martin walk out
in one piece.

I ever tell you how much I hate prison?

-Would you put those back on?
-Let me cut to the chase.

I hate it quite a bit.

If this plan goes south and I even end up
stepping foot into a prison cell...

...I mean, for even an instant, dude...

...I swear to God,
my mission in life will be to--

Yeah, yeah, I get it.

Put the cuffs on.

Look, you're in local custody.

We do this, I'll walk you right back
out the front door when we're done.

Thank you.

AGENT: Detective Butler?
-Yes. Yes, I am.

-Agent Fouts.
-Nice to meet you.

Come on.

KREESE: I got two humans giving off heat
in this building...

... but the thermal scan
can't see them.

How the hell do you make
a heat signature go away?

The vents.

They're insulated, aren't they?

Pull up a schematic.

All insulated heating ducts
in the building.

And open the access grates.

MARTIN: There's a trunk line up ahead.
That should lead us to the Black Room.

[METAL CLANGING IN DISTANCE]

MARTIN:
You all right?

-Come on.
-What, jump?

Yeah. It's not as bad as it looks.

I'm not gonna lie to you. This is not ideal
but we don't have a choice.

Ha. No. No, no, no. I can't. It's--

You can do it. Just wind up and do it.

Don't think too much.

Great moments in peer pressure:
"Don't think too much."

Okay. Okay. Don't think too much.
Don't think too much.

Martin. Come on.

All right. Here we go.

Whew. Wish me luck.

[GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

CHANCE:
Come on.

[BOTH SIGH]

-Did you see that? What I just did?
-Yeah.

That was awesome. Right?

-You gonna puke?
-I might.

-I'm good.
-All right.

-Let's go.
-Yeah.

KREESE:
Northwest quadrant, corridor 6-D and up...

... put men in the vents
and flush them out.

Through 7000 feet of venting?

Your men could never search that area
fast enough.

What are you suggesting?

Sit here and wait for them
to come out on their own?

-Pull up thermal diagnostics.
-Yes, ma'am.

VIVIAN: The insulation in those ducts
may be masking their signature...

...but they're still giving off heat.
Every time they pass over a room...

...it'll cause a rise
in the ambient temperature.

Climate diagnostics.

All areas, all zones,
chart temperature data.

Identify any room that is above average.
Begin now.

COMPUTER:
Climate diagnostics activated. Stand by.

FOUTS:
You've got information...

...about some illegal arms transactions
going on at Sentronics.

I do. Uh....

Buyer came to me looking for artillery
you can't quite get on the open market.

You know, the stuff
that doesn't officially exist.

Punchline is this...

...this buyer draws a paycheck
from the government of--

Burma.

Yeah, we know about
the plasma cannon sale.

You know?

Then what about--?

It's no secret Sentronics is into things
they shouldn't.

No one's gonna open an investigation
without something tangible.

I'm talking about photos of Vivian Cox
playing golf with the devil.

Hearsay testimony from
some street-level informant...

...that's not even close.

Excuse me.

MAN:
I'm sorry, sir.

Wow, that worked like a charm.

Pull the plug, dude.

What about Chance? The only way we
get him out is to try and get the feds in.

Pull the plug or I will.

MARTIN:
Well, here it is, the Black Room.

CHANCE:
Tell me the good news.

MARTIN: There's only one camera,
outside the vent there.

The alarm system, laser sensors
over every inch of the floor.

Anything comes in contact with it,
security's alerted.

What are you thinking?

CHANCE: I'm thinking I'm going
to need your cell phone.

-Please?
-Okay.

TECHNICIAN:
Uh, Layla?

Uh, never mind.

MARTIN:
I'm coming down. Whoa, easy, easy.

CHANCE: Got you.
-I'm stuck. No.

[MARTIN GRUNTING]

Whoa.

-I'm okay.
-You're leaking.

-What?
-Your pocket.

Oh, crap.

You brought a fish?

Yeah. Well, they destroyed
her fish tank.

She's been with me for over a year.
Didn't seem right to leave her.

-She has a name, doesn't she?
-What? No.

Doesn't have a name. Heh.
She's a fish. She doesn't....

It's Meredith.

Well, there's the weapon.
And we are....

How you gonna get to it
without setting off the floor alarm? Whoa.

Oh, uh, you, uh, realize that if you fall...?

Martin?

Okay, sorry.

You're all right.

Wait.

They're in the Black Room.

Ten men, everything we've got.

-No one touches Martin.
-Miss Cox, we're playing past that now.

Level two security to the Black Room.
Intruder located.

You, you.

Watch your two. Eyes up.

GUARD 2:
Copy that. We're on our way.

How far were you
from finishing this thing?

I've been stalling but
a week, maybe two.

You got 10 minutes.

Here, hold this.

You are about to become an engineer.

GUARD:
We'll take 3.

We need to talk.

I told you it would come to this.

Martin Gleason is the future
of this company...

...so save the smugness
and give me some options here.

Options? Your options are simple.

Protect the company or lose it.

Do what you have to.

I'll be in my office.
Let me know when you're done.

That was Department of Defence.

My orders are to detain your suspect
until transferred for interrogation.

Defence? How the hell
do they even know about this?

That's what happens
when you go digging around Sentronics.

Bureau's taking custody.
Paperwork within the hour.

Wait a second.
This guy is my informant.

You're just gonna snatch him out
from under me?

-I still got a case to make.
-I'm sorry, this comes from way above.

Unless he comes up with
something tangible, it's out of my hands.

You want something tangible?
I'll give you something tangible.

-Yeah? What's that?
-Yeah, what is that?

-You know about Burma.
-Yeah, I do.

Do you know about the kidnapping?

Dude, the Burmese were so happy
with their purchase...

...they decided to cut out
the middle man. They hired a merc.

He's breaking into Sentronics
to kidnap Martin Gleason.

-Is that a fact?
-Yeah.

And when did this happen?

It's happening. Today.

Right now, dude.

GUARD:
Stairs.

Take the mezzanine. On three.

MARTIN: You know what's funny?
When I first started here...

...Vivian used to bug me about staying
too late, you know, but I never got it.

This work, it's fun for me.

Even after this started,
I found myself daydreaming...

...about solving her design problems.
Isn't that crazy?

I just couldn't stop
doing the work for her.

That's what bosses like her do.

Take somebody
who's exceptional at something...

...give them an identity,
give them a purpose...

...use it to manipulate them and
they pervert what they were good at.

I had a boss like that once.

Really? You mean, "lock you in a building
and try to kill you" kind of boss?

Well, less the first part,
more the second.

So, what'd you do?

Ran, changed my name, started again.

Huh.

-What?
-No. Nothing.

I just can't imagine a guy like you
running from anybody.

You never met my old boss.

The outer door.
They must know we're here.

[ALARM BLARING]

We gotta get this
up and running now.

Okay. Okay.

Activate the fire-suppression system
in the Black Room.

What?

You heard me.

But it's toxic. It'll kill Martin.

There are currently
two men upstairs...

...trying to sabotage a weapon
that could save lives.

Why are they doing it? I don't know.

I don't need to know.

Our job, your job,
is to protect that weapon.

Now activate it.

-No.
-Excuse me?

Fine.

Then I will.

COMPUTER:
Activating fire suppression in 10 seconds.

How much time
till they break through that door?

Five, 10 minutes.

We got less time, a lot less time.

[PHONE RINGING]

Control room. This is Kreese.

Mr. Kreese. This is Agent Fouts,
San Francisco office of the FBI.

I've received a tip that your security
may have been compromised today.

Someone's gonna kidnap
Martin Gleason.

Is that a fact?

FOUTS: Yeah. I know it sounds far-fetched.
The source is a little iffy.

But since you had a fire alarm
earlier today, I gotta ask.

Is there anything going on
that we should know about?

No, not a thing.

COMPUTER:
Fire suppression, 10 percent.

Tighten this up. Tighten this up
Press that down right there.

COMPUTER:
Twenty percent.

Warning. Approaching toxic levels
in 20 seconds.

Okay. Okay, I think I got it.

I just need to flip this switch here...

...and once I do, either this
will shut down the entire building...

...or it'll explode in our faces
and kill us both.

What also could happen--

All channels, this is comm.
Respond if you copy.

All channels, this is comm.
Respond if you copy.

All channels, this is comm.
Respond if you copy.

Do we have anything?

We've got a couple of backup servers,
a phone line or two, a ruggedized laptop.

Other than that, nothing.

Got off the phone
with the head of security at Sentronics.

He's not aware of any kidnapper
inside the building.

But halfway through our conversation,
I lost the connection.

I tried it again
and then I was handed this.

It's a Homeland Security alert.

Sentronics headquarters
just went dark.

And I've been authorized
to find out why.

Looks like your tip just paid off.

He's all yours.

WINSTON:
Man, let's get the hell out of here.

Are you sure that's a good idea?

I thought you said
this guy was dangerous.

So am l.

Okay, it worked.

No more heat sensors, no more locks.

We have a fighting chance
if we get out.

Great. And that's the only way out.

What are we gonna do?

That wouldn't be a plasma cannon,
by any chance, would it?

MAN:
Whoa.

GUARD:
Get in there.

MARTIN: Couldn't we just take the stairs?
-It's already covered. Step in.

-Step into what?
-Step into this loop.

-What?
-Come on, step in.

Uh, you know what?
I don't think this is a good idea.

CHANCE: You can do it.
-No, I'm a lot heavier than I look.

-I'm thick.
-All right. You'll be fine.

-Look, stop.
-Stop.

-Go.
-Go.

-Stop. Go. Okay.
-Stop. Go.

I can't do it. No. Aah!

Okay. Okay.
Wait, wait, explain something.

Down, again?
Okay, wait, I think l--

It stings. Stings.

Don't look down, don't look.
You're okay, you're okay, you're okay.

You're sure this is safe?

[MARTIN SHOUTING]

I'm okay. I'm okay.

[GUNSHOT]

I'm not okay.

What do I do now?

Wait, no. What are you doing?

See you at the bottom.

[GRUNTING AND SHOUTING]

[GUNFIRE]

[MARTIN SHOUTING THEN CRASH]

MARTIN:
Ow! Chance?

It's all good, Martin. Come on down.

Okay. Okay. Here.

Will you take, uh, Meredith?

Okay.

Ow. Whoa.

Thanks.

-You okay? Thought I was stuck.
-Yeah.

[GUNS COCKING NEARBY]

MAN: B-4 leader, do you read?
GUARD: Blue team leader, we're in position.

There's more of them?

We can't just walk out there.

Not yet.

What's that?

[EXPLOSION BOOMS
AND GLASS SHATTERS]

I'm good.

[MARTIN GASPING AND PANTING]

FBI. Hands up. Freeze!

-Stay where you are.
-No problem.

AGENT:
Don't move.

You Martin Gleason?

Yeah, I am. Yes.

Is this the guy who tried
to kidnap you?

-Uh, wait, what?
-Yes. That's him.

He also destroyed billions of dollars
of taxpayer-funded property.

-I am so glad you're safe, Martin.
-No, listen, that's--

That's not--
She held me up there for weeks.

She killed one of my coworkers.
For what it's worth...

...I can prove she is selling
technology to our enemies.

I hired him to spring me loose.

Look, I don't know
what's going on here...

...but until I get some answers,
you're both coming with me.

Put them in separate cars, Kearns.
We'll sort it all out downtown.

Is there--? Do you have a blanket?
It's really cold.

MAN [OVER RADIO]:
Kearns, what's your 20?

Get in here now.
Fouts is looking for you and he's pissed.

KEARNS:
Yes, sir. I'll be right there.

-Ha, ha. An Aunt Linda.
-Calling in the cavalry's an Uncle Dan.

Calling the cavalry is Aunt Linda.
I don't even know who Uncle Dan is.

You talk to Guerrero about this?

What did I say?

I should have helped you sooner.

-I'm sorry.
-That's okay. Thanks.

-Who are you?
-Layla.

Um, NiteOwl.

I'm the person who's been watching
your every move the past three months.

-Wait, you're NiteOwl?
-Yeah.

I thought you were, like,
a big, fat, sweaty guy with a ponytail.

-Nope.
-No.

Oh, um, this is for Meredith.

-Oh, wow, thank you.
-Yeah.

Just keeping her warm.

LAYLA: Heh-heh-heh.
MARTIN: Uh....

-Ha. Thank you.
-Heh, heh.

I'm Martin.

I know.

Oh, okay, yeah. Ha. Of course.

WINSTON: I just heard from
that Sentronics security tech, Layla.

She wanted us to know that she helped
the company run an ID scan on you.

-Yeah? What'd she find?
WINSTON: Not much.

Dead profile of yours, not a lot of info.
But that's not what's bothering me.

When your profile came up, an e-mail
was generated spontaneously...

...alerting someone out there that you'd
been spotted. Sort of like a signal flare.

Who'd it signal?

See, that's where it gets weird.
See, I tried tracing the signal...

...but it was bounced off nine servers
across three different continents...

...exactly the way you taught me
how to hide a signal like that.

I mean, exactly.

Weird, huh?

Give me a minute, guys.

All right, what the hell's going on?

You heard me.

There's a guy out there
been looking for Chance for a while.

Just got one step closer, I guess.

Who?

His old boss.

[SIGHS]

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