Chapter Eleven
Jia sprinted down the hall, concentrating on the navigational indicators pointing toward the workers. Emma provided the occasional course suggestion, allowing Jia’s makeshift squad to approach with maximum efficiency.
Without camera access, they lacked exact intelligence on the locations of rogue bots. Horrible scraping and buzzing noises and thuds announced they were far from alone in the factory.
“How are we doing on the cameras?” she asked, not bothering to be quiet.
“I suspect you’ll be finished with this before I can get access,” Emma admitted. “This virus is surprisingly targeted and sophisticated.”
“You’re saying this wasn’t an accident? Not just somebody connecting the wrong system to the net?”
“I doubt that. The virus was customized for this factory. It looks
