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Gibbs opened the laptop McGee had rigged up for him, peering at it over the top of his reading glasses. The screen looked like it should, according to the notes Abby had typed up – complete with little hand-drawn skulls and hearts – and he went through every step carefully.

He’d never been interested in ‘modern technology’ before, had been against it, in fact. And the longer he hadn’t tried, the harder it seemed to start.

Then the screen lit up with a small, smiling face and Tali’s voice cried, “Saba Gibbs!” and all this technology nonsense finally seemed worth the trouble.