Jacqueline checked her companions’ readiness. Despite Ghost’s distaste for action involving the arcology, five of his tribesmen had volunteered to come along. They were calm enough, veteran street fighters who looked fierce in their warpaint. She decided they would be good brawlers, though their presence would not significantly affect the plan. Most of them were barely modified; only their leader, the one named Jason, might be a problem. She wished there’d been more time to learn the full extent of his modifications, but she preferred him to Ghost. Jason was not as bright and lacked his leader’s keen awareness, but she would still have to keep an eye on him.