"It sounds like things have been fucked up for us," Eliot growled, slapping the laptop lid shut. "We ain't done nothing to get on anyone's radar. That means someone screwed up on their-" He cut off abruptly. They wouldn't risk contact if the government had been onto the group or had attacked them, causing them to scatter. If they were being contacted, it was much, much worse.
He looked at April, demeanor changing from one of pissed off to that of concern. "What if one of them got caught?"