Lennon stayed busy while Ben tried to coordinate security by spreading out on the dining room table and working on something so arcane Ben couldn’t understand any of it. Ben was a smart guy. He’d been able to hold his own when he’d been undercover at MIT, and no one had the slightest inkling that he wasn’t a real student, but this stuff was all beyond him. He recognized some advanced mathematical formulae, and some programming, and something from physics. That was it.
Oh well. He hadn’t been brought on for his engineering qualifications this time. He was here to keep Lennon safe.