Wyatt entered the computer room and partially shut the door. He turned on the monitors and watched "Intruder, Intruder" blink across the screen. He had turned the volume down earlier or there would have been a large siren going off right now. He had to act now. He couldn't wait for the arrival of Dave and Sam so they could put their plan into action.
Wyatt read a couple of e-mails, one bringing a smile to his face, then turned off the monitors after another final check and walked out of the room. Isabella sat in front of the fireplace curled up in one of the chairs with a book in her hand, fast asleep. He lightly covered her with a blanket, put another log on the fire, picked up his jacket, and quietly went out the front door.
Wyatt headed to the southwest corner of the compound. He knew
