"There are ways round security clearance," Cypher said, grinning. "The CIA haven't invented a firewall I can't find my way round yet." He began searching through the mainframe, trying first Hero Hunters and then, when that failed, trying Archangel. A whole list of files appeared, a mixture of images and word documents. "Damn, this might take a while." He opened a file, showing an infrared satellite image showing a massive heat signature.<br/><br/>"Clarice," Riley said. "That's the Archangel. By the looks of it this shot is a matter of weeks old, that thing is still active, but what the hell is it doing that far down to give off that much heat?"<br/><br/>"No idea," Cypher replied. "But someone's monitoring that ship, there are diary entries on this mainframe. Someone's gone to a lot of fuss to avoid someone seeing this."