But that didn’t hold together. For the theory to make sense, the bosses who'd sent the team would have expected Sly and her chummers to dice up the hitters. By all rights, she. Modal, and the Amerindian kid should be either dead or captured. The corp team had come in smart. Sure, they’d made one big mistake—they didn’t know that Sly and crew had two rooms—but even so, it had been a close call. If not for the kid . . .