9
“So where is this warehouse, anyway?” Nena asked her companions as they roared down the back roads of the city.
“Remain along the river road,” Peter instructed her as he glanced out the window. “We will reach the warehouse in question in about five miles.”
“So did Death or Owl’s info tell you if all these warehouses were holding the same amount of servers?” Jack wondered.
Peter shook his head. “No, but we might assume that is the case.”
Jack looked ahead and pursed his lips. “That means we’ll have to burn it to the ground after we look over its data.”
A few minutes later Peter leaned between the seats and nodded at a group of warehouses that loomed up from the river bank. “The center warehouse is the correct address.”
“Pull over here,” Jack instructed Nena.
She did as he orde
