T2 = 15.05.09

"I'm sorry… We're too late. He's gone," said Mari, sounding frightened.

Oliver's breath hitched in his chest. He swallowed. The comm was silent for several long moments.

"What do we do now?" said Ray, after a while.

"What we always do," said Oliver, when he'd found his words, and in saying them felt his confidence return. "We trust Barry. We do our job—we do our best."