Toko nodded. Xavi hopped out, carrying his army bag and scowling at the exposed location. Toko reached across, hit the Start button, and the cabin closed with a faint mechanical whine. The exterior glass bubble was mirrored; Alice glimpsed her convex reflection as the Dyson funnels sucked in air and the engines started. She stood back and shielded her eyes as the Mercedes shot up and away, the chrome sphere glittering in the white sunlight before it disappeared to leave them alone in the silence.