Yamato frowns, glancing back at the footage from the cameras around the store, cycling back five minutes at high speed to see if anyone leaves. There's nothing.

"No, nobody's gone anywhere since the alert came in," he says. "Hang on."

There's the sound of very rapid keytaps from Yamato's end.

"My view of the interior isn't good, there's a lot of blind spots here," he says. "There are back rooms, and a storage basement, but I don't have access to any cameras there yet, they're either all locally controlled or broken." He makes a slightly irritated noise in the back of his throat. "This reeks of a trap, but I also can't dismiss the possibility that whoever's set it has taken hostages."