As Devrim sat quietly, he heard the door slowly slide open and the footsteps of heels tapping on the ground Devrim's eyes were graced with the presence of Isabelle. She had changed into a black skirt and a deep red top which she had covered with a hoodie. He had said something comfortable, but if that's what she was comfortable in who was he to disagree. She sat down at in the seat before him and asked him what she was to do. Devrim leaned forward and looked down at the file momentarily before looking back at Isabelle.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"The information we have on Shaun Ibis is...minuscule to say at best. When it came to information, we had no one with the abilities you possess. When it comes to information, you're unstoppable. I would like for you to gather as much as you can about him. People he surrounds himself with, family, bank accounts, places he frequents. Everything."</span>He said, his tone was serious as he spoke. He watched as Isabelle got comfortable in her chair, opening up her laptop and getting to work. Devrim liked that about her. She followed his orders almost as fast as he'd said them. As she worked, Devrim got to work on his own computer. Doing stuff mainly to keep himself preoccupied. Throughout the years he'd managed to learn how to keep his feelings in check when needed. As much as the attack on his people had angered him, he had to show his people that with a calm and clear head he can avenge those they lost.<br/><br/>As time seemed to fly by, he saw a ping on the bottom right of his screen and looked at it. It was an email from Isabelle. He looked over at her as she seemed to smile at him. Something about her tone of voice made him chuckle as he read over the extensive file. It was...good. Better than good. Isabelle had outdone herself. This information was more than he had anticipated. Shaun Ibis was a high ranking officer in one of their rival groups. Isabelle had also found all of his social media accounts. Not only his but also the ones of those around him. This was amazing. Devrim smiled and looked over at her.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"You're amazing, Isabelle. Thank you, that'll be all."</span>He made sure to load everything onto a USB and stood up.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"Let's get to the meeting. It will be starting soon."</span>He said and made his way to the door, holding it open for her as she made her way over to him. He would then lead her to the conference room. It was on the second floor. The conference room was a medium sized room with a large rectangular table in the middle of it. There were a few chairs surrounding the table and a large screen on the wall which was often used to show information to those in the room. There was a small computer which had been built into the table to help with presentations. As they entered the room, there were two men already inside. Brent Easton and Matthew Lonsdale.<br/><br/>Brent was a 23 year old, he had a few years of military experience before he left and came back to the states. Coming back to the states, he learned that his family had died at the hands of a man that broke into their home. Not being able to find him, Brent turned to asking Devrim for help. Devrim found the man and Brent had gotten his revenge. In turn, Brent offered his experience and knowledge to Devrim. Since then, Devrim made Brent into a lieutenant. Brent was in charge of making sure they were stocked with weapons. Matthew was in charge of the money in the Infantry. The one that wasn't there was Jay Weston. The two men stood as Devrim entered and nodded at him, acknowledging his entrance. Devrim gave them a nod back and watch as they gazed upon Isabelle. Devrim looked at Isabelle as Matthew spoke up.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"Who's she? I thought this was just lieutenants."</span>His tone was a bit on edge. Possibly untrusting of the new blood in the room.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"This is Isabelle. She's gathered information for us and so I decided to bring her in on this meeting."</span>Matthew began to contest and Devrim shot him a look from which Matthew quietly and unhappily. It was then when Jay stepped in and took his seat. Shortly after, some of the information that Isabelle had gathered popped up on the screen.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"Isabelle, if you will."</span>He said and waved his hand toward the screen with the information on it. He wanted her to present this information to them. If she would do this, Devrim hoped it would garner at least some sort of trust or at least respect between her and his lieutenants.