"Although we lie when needed, we told you we did not have it," Illya said coldly making Fabus realize this man was as dangerous as he had been warned.
Before anything further was discussed, April's communicator beeped.
"Miss Dancer, have you retrieved my missing agents?"
"Yes sir. We were just about to start searching for the device."
"No need. One of Thrush's scientists just turned it over to us. Bring yourself and my agents home. Cleanup will arrive soon." He clicked off.
Napoleon whispered to Illya. "This machine better be special!"
"And worth it," Illya added heading to the car.