"Found Geneering," Liaison said in a staccato voice, grabbing the knapsack
from Breena and putting the deck inside. "But the port was too obvious. Looked
some more for a back door. Found it. Ran some browse programs." She went over to
the window, looked outside, seemed satisfied, and crossed to the door. "Found a
data file with the doc’s name on it. Very cold. Looked good. I opened it and
found another big file about nanotech protos being loaned out for a bioresearch job
in Chicago. Before I could read it, a home-court decker showed up. He stalled me 
while the system launched a White Wolf...."