Jensen lit up a cigar and leaned against a wall, not speaking to the others. The incident the previous night had left him with a bad taste in his mouth, and he didn't want to have anything to do with them for the present time. Before he had taken more than two drags, however, his HUD rangefinder lit up with a host of markers, moving in formation. From the size of one of them, they seemed to have a mechanised unit moving with them as well.
"Heads up, we've got company!" He shouted, throwing the cigar away. "Looks like the army are moving in!"
Mercer dropped into the streets and began to assume the form of Ellis Reading again.