There was more than one down, Cable thought as he holstered his gun, they had been picking off splicers for some time, bleeding their numbers with quick raids and retreats. But he knew what she meant, Steinman had been a big fish and they'd both become used to counting victories by the numbers of defeated leaders rather than foot-soldiers.

"Too many," he replied slowly, as he reached down to pick up Steinman's gun and slipped into his belt alongside his own weapon. "Maybe the next one won't be this far gone."