For a moment she was distracted by where the car was going and thinking through the best way to deliver him to Moriarty safely. When he asked about the alert, she looked blankly at him, for split second wrong footed by what he had said.
"Under att… No, well not really," she smiled, attempting to cover up her confusion. "The Rift- that's what we call the time fault you came here through, Torchwood have a program that monitors any major movements connected with it."
The car turned a final corner and then stopped. "Here we are," she said, smiling, then pulling the hood of her jacket up over her head. "They're probably tracking me," she said, by way of explanation for her actions, then pushed open the door.