The others had successfully maneuvered their mannies into the water, where they were now once again anchored at the bottom, well below maximum Quinlan diving depth. Garfield was getting all the roamers back to the hotel room. Hugh was trying to chivvy some surveillance drones closer to our location so they could follow my movement. Unfortunately too much activity tended to burn out the drones’ heat sinks, so every vector had to be carefully planned.