Wednesday 12 June 2075 1717 Warehouse Exterior Seattle
Steve shakes her head. "No idea. The Fly Spies should be relatively noiseless and they are running silent for matrix purposes, but there is still a chance that someone can spot them if they are doing regular sweeps. I think that we should get a better look at that building inside the warehouse and would certainly do that by jumping into one of the drones, but it might be hard and we should come up with a plan to cover the chance I would be caught snooping about."
Dog nods. "I get five people in the front office, three on the second level, eight on the main level outside the cage, the four in the cage but outside the building, and five inside the small building."