Chapter 31

• I slid into the chair beside the route technician, a nervous-looking man named Gerald who kept wiping his palms on his trousers.
• "Show me what you've tried." He pulled up the map, and there were flight paths marked in angry red lines. Every single one was flagged with warnings.
• "The old housing district is the problem," he said, voice tight. "The power grid there is chaos. There are lines strung everywhere; half of them are not even on official maps. If we go around, we lose too much time. If we go through, we risk losing the drone entirely."