<span style="font-size: 12px">Dia was running through the plan again in her head when she overheard a small commotion from within the lobby. She turned to see Anastasia approaching, a little surprised that she’d actually recognized her. The hybrid half-expected the woman to show up glamoured, in another body, and have to decipher the person behind the face. The woman was dressed in all black, as though she were a regular field agent at NOLADOR. Dia smirked. For the time being, they both were. Her finger raised to press against the spot just underneath of her earlobe where the auditory chip was embedded. It was still a little sore.  She could just ear a mild fuzziness in the background of Lani’s privacy cubicle and pondered if it would be gone by the time they arrived at Talon &amp; Co. <br/>
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<b>“Hello, Ms. Acosta. Ready?” </b> Dia asked, as the violet-eyed woman finally arrived before her. A nervous tingle ran down the dark-haired woman’s spine. Was <i>she</i> ready? She turned, the black flats from her office squeaking on the marbled lobby floor. They weren’t the most sensible shoes for a “mission”, but if it came down to it, Dia knew that she was faster barefoot anyway. They would be easy to slip off. They rounded the back of the building, entered a large parking lot and Dia’s lips pursed, forcing herself to remain quiet until they arrived at the car. Anastasia Acosta’s presence within the building was suspecting enough, she didn’t need to say anything else that would have drawn more attention to themselves. <br/>
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Dia unlocked the SUV door and slid into the driver’s seat. She opened the black duffle bag and waited for Anastasia to enter the passenger side. She supposed that it would have been much faster to travel by portal, but a little more conspicuous. <b>“Few things. They may or may not be necessary depending on where this plan takes us, but it’s better to have it and not need it.” </b>She opened the bag so that Anastasia had a better view. <b>“Keylogger,”</b> she held up a small, flash-drive-type item before continuing, <b>“Only thing is that I have to come back and get it to retrieve any computerized passwords.” </b>She slid the small item into her skirt pocket and reached back into the bag. <b>“Doc scanner,” </b>she held up an item that looked like a normal ballpoint pen and demonstrated with her own finger, <b>“Leave the ballpoint closed and drag it over any documents that even remotely look important to scan them into the NOLADOR database.”</b> She held the pen so that it’s tip pointed at Anastasia and clicked the end button, taking a discreet picture of the woman. <b>“Doubles as a camera,” </b>she added. She handed one to Anastasia and placed another into the front of her white button down pocket. <b>“Last, but not least….”</b> The hybrid pulled something miniature out of a pouch in the bag and opened her hand to reveal…a house fly?<b> “Aerial snooper. A micro-drone, essentially. Passively records visual data and actively surveils. If you see it, don’t squish it.”  </b>Dia had no idea what she expected to find or if she would even need any of this equipment, but she wanted to be prepared for anything. The rest of the items in the bag were irrelevant, aside from her S-Tracker (a cell-phone like device that vibrated at a faster frequency when a supernatural was near). Dia had merely brought them along out of fear of not having them. She pushed the S-Tracker into her pocket and placed the aerial snooper into the pocket with her pen before tossing the bag into the back seat. <br/>
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The drive to Talon &amp; Co wasn’t very long, but it gave Dia just enough time to brief Anastasia on what she’d come up with as far as a plan went. As far as she was concerned, they were medical students inquiring about a potential clinical rotation and internship at the pharmaceutical company and were interested in a tour of the facility, as well as any additional information. The tour would have been a passive method of surveillance that would have allowed them to assess any abnormalities within the facility and pinpoint locations to return back to after hours. After the tour, they would return to the SUV, discuss the findings and prepare to re-enter the facility with a better idea of what was going on and where to begin searching first. Hopefully, by that point, Lani would have been able to decrypt the locking code on the security system so the women wouldn’t trip the alarm system when they entered the back door. A nervous chill made Dia’s arm hair stand on end. She couldn’t tell if it was because she was actually going through with the plan or if she was just eager to see what had become of her brother, if he was even here. <br/>
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They turned down a dirt path, following the GPS signal, and entered a parking lot hidden beneath a canopy of trees. The car came to halt in front of a bland cream-colored building and she eyed what she expected was the entrance before turning to Anastasia. <b>“Is there anything else you want to add or amend before we do this?” </b>Dia, being the analytical woman that she was, felt as though the plan was almost foolproof, assuming the Talon &amp; Co personnel played along. But she would have been open to suggestions or any more information that Anastasia had discovered between the lag of time they spent preparing. </span>