"And if the code's been changed since you left?" Liana pressed.
"Then we improvise." Julia's smile was grim. "I'm good at improvising."
Erica spoke up from her corner, her voice quiet but confident. "I can sense corruption through the walls. If there are guards nearby, I'll know."
"Good." I marked several points on the map with quick, decisive strokes. "We expect three checkpoints before we reach the prison level. Erica alerts us to guards, we avoid when possible, eliminate quietly when necessary."
"Define 'eliminate quietly,'" one warrior asked.
Liana held up a wickedly curved knife, its edge gleaming in the light. "This is my quiet voice."
A few nervous laughs rippled through the group.
"Once we reach the prisoners, I do my purification thing," I continued. "Helena handles any inj
