The doors eased open on the top hospital floor. Even dressed as they were, they knew they only had moments before someone realized they weren't really Garbagemen.

At least, not at the moment.

Strom was out first, followed closely by Fresco. Daniel and Genvieve split up in the back, one to watch the doors on the left the other on the right.

Fresco stayed focused on Strom's back and his own control. Not even a whisper could escape him. All it would take was one ...