The pocket secretary warbles on the seat next to me, telling me it’s registered with the cel network and is now dialing LTG number 1206 (03-0409), the blind relay. (I’m not sure what the frag that is, but it’s probably something like the scam I pulled with the pay phone when I called Finnigan—though a lot more sophisticated.) As if to confirm that, the ringing tone from the secretary is interrupted three times by clicks and faint electronic beeps—almost certainly transfers to different lines. Finally comes one click louder than the others, then silence except for the ghost voices of channel cross-talk. Disconnected? Frag, typical. Probably one of the clicks represented some kind of notification to the elf biff that I was calling the fake number she gave me, so she could start laughing her hoop off at me.