"How am I coming through on that end?" Skater glanced across the elevator cage at Duran. Like himself, the big ork was dressed in a dark blue coverall bearing a BugSlammers Pest Control emblem across the back. The coverall was loose enough to disguise the body armor and weapons they had on underneath. The coverall’s prominent emblem guaranteed distance from the apartment tower residents. In Bellevue—nobody wanted to be seen talking to a bug man because of possible social repercussions. Both of them carried silver spray canisters that had been tricked out to deliver noxious fumes instead of pesticide. It was all equipment they’d successfully used on a previous run.