Pietro shook his head. "Nevada's a day's haul- they've only been out of contact eighteen hours, tops. We had a team lined up to look into it, but they got caught up with something local. I was going to do it myself." Another shrug. That wasn't his area- better for them to handle it.
Hardison looked up from his file, looking to Pietro first, then back to Eliot. "Nothing really worth all this. Unless..." A Look from Pietro answered his question. He smirked a little. "Right, whatever. Hard-packed computer hardware is almost impossible to break down to ship smaller, so if they got the trucks, they're probably still in 'em, or something 'bout that size. We can look into it, see if I can get a GPS lock on the truck, get a start point." It wasn't their usual style, but it was almost easier (in theory) than the jobs they'd been pulling.