Battery drew a phone from her belt and tapped her fingers on the keypad for a moment. She gave Tattletale a dark look as she held the phone out.
…what? Is this so you can put it on speaker?
A woman’s voice said, “Not like you to tip your hand, Tattletale.”
She is acting a bit less subtle than usual. Now the PRT can demand the return of the earpiece, and she’s given them more to go on when it comes to figuring out her power.
They’ll also change the encryption key either way, but that won’t help for long if she has the earpiece.
“Director. Are we really going to pretend you didn’t know I was listening in? You’ve been putting out misleading details to screw with my information gathering.
Has she, or did you just pick up the misleading details meant for Chariot?
Done quite a good job of it, if I may say so myself. Very subtle, all of it just right enough that even I was thrown off. Couldn’t trust much of it.”
Huh, not bad, Piggot. I’ll give you that one.
(Of course, if it was the misinformation meant for Chariot, Piggot can’t exactly say so.)