"Did you locate the main power line to the funeral home?" Skater reached into his backpack, shifted aside the thin coils of climbing cable, pitons, and pneumatic-powered shaft hammer, and took out the bulky electromagnetic gloves. They had pads in the palms and on the fingers, with plates capable of adhering to anything with enough ferrous trace elements. He put on the strap-on kneepads first, then tugged on the gloves. He jacked the power wires into the slits in the backpack that had been made to allow access to the micro-battery system sewn into the bottom.