Aning stared at the computer screen for about forty minutes before she finally saw the signal move away from its original location. She nodded inwardly—these people weren't entirely stupid, at least.
Before Aning could even close the computer, someone knocked on her hotel room door, and her cell phone rang.
Though she wondered who could possibly have business so late at night, she answered the phone anyway. As she listened to the voice on the other end, Aning raised a hand and rubbed her forehead. She had known it wouldn't be that easy to let those people walk away.
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