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Chapter 67. WARDRIVING

After three, tedious hours wardriving the port city with unreal looking mountains, Milgrim sits on a bench “glancing at Brown’s busily shifting laptop screen satellite images of this port area zoomed in and out; were replaced, were overlaid with yellow grids.” With Brown immersed in the screen of his armored laptop, Milgrim realizes that he could probably run away. [367 characters]