Chekov laid a file at the opposite end of the desk, and Hypnotia commanded her footstool to bring them to her. Demitri rose and did as instructed.
"Exactly what am I looking at?" she asked.
"A new brand of tech being outsourced to one of our allies. The kind of tech our rivals would love to get their hands on. Its transport will happen in a few days. We'd like you to...