NETWORK UPDATE
Network, though cool under most sorts of pressure, was not at all happy. Not. At. All. She sent two feeds to Storms vehicle, patching them into the small screen so that Storm and her passenger could both see what was happening. One was a camera trained on the statue that showed Ghost laying there unconscious as norms snapped pictures. It wasn't a sound feed, which made watching it eerily creepy.
The second, on the right side of the screen, was her attempts to track Creed from camera to camera. This was currently taking most of her attention, so she didn't answer with words. It was obvious what was happening, and she keep a running scroll of his coordinates along the bottom of the image screen.
"Looking for satellites in range," was all she said, working to break through the firewalls for the department of Homeland Security. It wasn't hard to do, really. The bigger challenge was how to tell their computers she wasn't really there. The last thing she wanted was for them to trace something like a breech back to the Haven.