The warden's coilgun lowered. In the distance, engines began to roar.
The warden recovered, aiming a coilgun. "The builder always leaves a lock."
"Yeah," Kael muttered, "that's my third this week."
Kael froze. "Password?"
Kael didn't speak. He reached into his pack and pulled out a battered datapad. On its cracked screen was a search history: trailmakers blueprints download — free — no virus — actually works .
He turned to the warden, raised his magnet hand, and broadcast the entire folder to every scavenger, raider, and kid in the scrap city.