She rolled back inside her pod, drew the curtain, and removed Four’s parcel. The brass rod had a convex bump; she pressed it, and the package split into three smaller devices. The first she recognized at once—a stimulant slug. Placed on bare skin it secreted stims for an hour, enough to keep going. The second had to be the MI contact device. It enlarged as she watched, sucking air to expand its pen-sized body. Made of perforated brass, one end terminated in a diamond spiral like a corkscrew, the other had a black rubber tip—an antenna of some sort. The final piece was a flat card made from crystal with a droplet of brass in the middle. As she held it, Four’s voice drifted from an invisible speaker.