The mercs selected their spots rapidly. Hart slung her Roomsweeper to the carry position and set to work opening the vault door. Caliban hadn’t been able to give her the combination, but he’d told her the model and she’d come prepared. The ten minutes it took her to crack the door was less than expected and more than she’d hoped Opening the heavy door just enough to slip through, she entered the vault. The light from outside was enough to see by. She dug a flask out of her shoulder bag and began scattering the dust she had made to Sam’s specifications.