"Technology," Chloe said, her mouth feeling dry all of the sudden. "Please tell me we have more than radios and telephones." Because if that was all she could get her hands on, she might as well find some nails and start practicing. Without a computer, without some way to reach out or at least try to access whatever database this Art guy had access to, there was nothing she could do.
There was absolutely no way she could fight her way into wherever he said he office was, she was pretty sure she couldn't seduce her way in either. The only thing she knew how to do, her only weapon was technology, if she didn't have that, she wasn't good for anything. Maybe if she was stuck in the 70s or 80s she might be able to make something out of a DOS computer, but with a radio or a telephone? What the hell was she supposed to do with those?