432 The Convoy

Feather rubbed a palm against his face. When his hand dropped, he looked thoroughly tired. That was a step up from being surprised, though - at least the man started to understand how useful he was as a suicide bomber with that regeneration of his.

"A bomb? Security on this convoy is going to be more tight-lipped than a nun," said Feather.

"You'll have one of these with you." Aldrich pointed up and an Evileye unstealthed itself, its three fused eyes becoming rapidly visible in increments like someone was adjusting its opacity in a photo editor. "It's normally quite slow moving, but it can stay tethered to any unit. Plus, it's entirely undetectable using any form of technology that I know of.