“Beacon”

“Send me those coordinates right now, B3,” spoke Command.

“Yes, sir. Working on it right now, sir,” Agent B3 spoke into his watch.

“Work harder!!!!” barrelled the low distorted voice through the agent’s watch.

The headquarters system had been notified as to movement of a tracking beacon at 3 a.m. last night when no one was officially monitoring the system. The tracking devices are programmed to alert the system to movements at odd hours or any movement well outside the triangualized drilling area. 

All of the resourcers had tracking chips under their skin but without their sub zero watches it was made much harder to actually track their path of movement in comparison to their real-time location, which the tracking beacon showed. Agent B3 was currently trying to access the history log of the tracking chip and see where Jacques had gone and at what time he had returned back to the drilling site.

It was imperative that all resources remained in a specific mapped out area. All movement outside of this triangulation was forbidden, for safety reasons. Every individual who did not follow protocol was subject to trial and in extremem situations, termination. 

B3 frantically typed away at his computer.