"Hardly," she muttered, "That would take a bleedin' miracle. Not an army of spy capable robots." She grabbed a roll of copper wiring off the shelf and threw it into the basket. Not just a part but the whole huge roll. That'd be good for holding things together and some minor wiring. Everything else would have to be insulated. "They don't know who the Hell they've grabbed. Fucking MI6. Has to be."