“Master Leonardo, I overheard something of interest.” Atlas said. “The odd couple were running a new disk on the machine and sitting guarding it again. But they received a call on their phones. Born spoke with their patron and indicated they had been called to a meeting as soon as they were done. I heard the name Singh which I looked up. It is a common Human name. And they are instructed to meet at the Old Hotel. Also, there seemed to be some disagreement between them over who was in charge.”
Atlas didn’t repeat the exchange about not trusting Leonardo. From experience that would just get his superior angry, and he didn’t process information well when angered. In fact some of the irritation seemed to stick to the messenger no matter what the source. Dealing with his professor’s prickly personality was always walking a tight-rope. Besides, why should Born trust them? He wasn’t a fool as far as Atlas could see.
“Really? Perhaps now would be a good time to pay a visit to their storage area and see what they are doing while they are busy elsewhere.”
“Do you have somebody who can defeat locks?” Atlas asked.
“Not to worry,” Leonardo said, “I have a master key.” He walked to the hand tool bench and selected a stout forged wrecker bar. “Let’s go.”