Below the Rubble:
"We're still jammed, nothing in or out."
Lt. Andrew James looked annoyed. He turned to his second in command. "Ericcson back yet?"
The woman in question came pelting into command before he finished the question. "Sir! We've got a problem." This was news? He waited while she caught her breath. "The subway channel is blocked. The elevators are all down. Power from the street is out. We're running on backup."
Lt. James was aware of all eyes being focused on him. "Get a team and get us through the blockage. Johansson, check all of our connections, see if you can get us something through."
"Yes, sir!"
"Well, looks like this installation wasn't the wonderful idea everyone thought it was," his second murmured, his voice like rotted silk caressing a carcass.
"Lt. Jackson, shut up."
"Yes, sir."
James looked around again. Damn. Foster was gonna have his hide.