Battery power was steady. Radio signal still holding. Rudder still jammed. He looked over his shoulder. “Jamie?” “Almost done!” Jamie’s voice echoed back. “Starboard door’s next. We’ve only got that folding ramp and the internal lever—if they pry it open—”
“Don’t let them.” Noah stood now, activating the internal lock on the cockpit door, then grabbing the fire extinguisher and setting it just inside the entrance. Not much of a weapon, but something.