BigJim hated that feeling. Something was about to burst, but he couldn't pinpoint the origin, yet. Sure, he was paranoid, but so were most runners anyway.
"Artie, get in the cab with Nagisa, Nagisa, try to be our eyes in the Matrix, I know shit right now about it, but see if there might be comm to intercept. Spitfire, go ahead open the way, the cab won't be far behind. "
He stared at Bruno for a couple of second. His look was intense, limit intimidating, Bruno, get your shit together. are you with us or not?.... he was about to get back in the car when he turned around again toward Bruno, his finger getting closer the the shotgun's trigger. What's the matter? he asked, his tone more inquisitive