Before anyone could react, the phone started ringing again. The leader stared at it but didn't answer.
It answered by itself.
"Why aren't you answering?"
"Master." He was relieved upon hearing the familiar deep, robotic voice that disguised their master's real voice.
"Get out of there. Now."
"I know." He signalled with his eyes and everyone moved fast, shoving their most important things inside worn-out rucksacks and duffel bags. He was also moving while staying on the line with their master.
It was a pity that they couldn't take every single one of the dead computers with them but at least the devices were now all fried. Each had been customized to be untraceable as well. Time was of the essence. The most important thing to do right now was to flee.
"I got an alert notifying me that the phone I gave you got breached," Master El Payaso said as they hurried down the fire escape staircase.
