Cipher could feel her jaw immediately tense at the sound of the unfamiliar voice. To make matters worse for the poor soul he was taunting her which really was like poking a lion as tired as the analogy was. Despite feeling the sudden rage to reach through the speaker and rip his throat out she waited to reply to him, keeping herself as cool as she could sound. "Oh sweetheart...whoever you are, you're barking up the wrong tree." Her voice was somewhat husky, slightly lower than most women but still had all the right feminine traits with just the right amount of seduction, it didn't help that she was laying it on for whoever was on the other end.<br/><br/>Her eyes shifted away from the dance floor below her and to her desk as she walked over to her desk. She leaned over and quickly typed in an order for her car to ready out front for her. "I really don't think you want me coming to visit you...but since you seem to be so insistent you just sit pretty"  Hanging up the call, she made a second one as she pulled open her desk drawer, loading her HK VP9 handgun she spoke to one of other higher ups from the closest warehouse. "I need you to take half a dozen men over to warehouse six, there's someone in there who thinks it's funny to fuck with the operation" She told them sharply, but still managed her cool demeanor that she was so well known for. Pushing the magazine into place with a snap she bumped the drawer closed with her knee as she stood, sliding the gun into it's holster before starting to tug the shoulder strap on.<br/><br/>Once it was in place, she made her way back down the stairs and through the club, no one batting an eyelash at her openly carried weapon as she got to the front door. The man she saw earlier was holding her jacket out to her eagerly with a smile. Snatching it out of her hand Cipher didn't slow her momentum as she walked by, tugging the garment on she only needed to take a few steps across the sidewalk before siding into her waiting car. As she ascended on the warehouse, her team of men would arrive much faster since they were closer, getting into position they moved more like a military squad than a gang, decked out in flak jackets and M16s, they crept towards the side door to the warehouses main operation room silently.