"No." Skater replied. "I’ll get back to you so you can give me a number where I can reach him. I wait more than ten minutes and you can tell him it’s no longer convenient for me." He broke the connection and looked around the group. Archangel was at her deck, managing the relocate and deception programs that would mask the telecom’s signature through the regional telecommunications grids. Wheeler was monitoring the feedback, ready to cut off the power if something nasty started whispering up the lines at them.