With his squad ready, Shane gives them all a nod as they approach the building that houses the 3 families they are working on getting the people out. Almost like it was cued, the call comes in on the radio of a disturbance between two of the families, and as he is the closest unit, he needs to go sort it out. Smirking, they ready their gear, and go in the front door. At the bottom of the stairs leading to the next floor, they spread out and head up the stairs single file, with Shane leading. Knocking on the first door, he announces who it is, and then nods his head, signalling for the man behind him to break it open. He really hated having to trash their homes, but even when helping them, he had to maintain some facade of legitimacy.<br/><br/>This time when he spoke, he was much quieter, and more like the friend they expected. "Alright. I can't take all of you. You know how this works, I get told where to raid, then I go there and help as many as I can. Three families here have to be raided by me tomorrow, so I am coming to help them as best I can now. Get the kids and the elderly, and any very small possessions they can carry that they wish to take. I can't take everyone, my superiors will know what is going on if everyone to be relocated disappeared. We have about 15 minutes until more units arrive, so we have to be fast."<br/><br/>Ten minutes later, all 8 children from the families, and 4 grandparents were ready, each with a small bag of their own and their families most treasured possessions. Inside the remaining 5 minutes, he bundled them all into a hidden truck, telling them to remain quiet and still. When he returned, they would begin their journey. He just had to make sure the other NHES units, and anyone else the local government decided to send, left before they could work out the kids and old people were gone.<br/><br/>Back in the building, Shane set about preparing the report for the situation to be filed and recorded, each account identical but also differing in enough minor details as to not arouse suspicion about their activities. "No sir," he says into the radio, reporting to the overall NHES commander for the city, "We had arrived in the area to prepare for recon work in readiness for the raid scheduled tomorrow, and received a radio call about a disturbance in this building. We attended as we were required to do, and settled them all down. Apparently someone has bad taste in music, and someone else has no taste." he says with a laugh.<br/><br/>Minutes later, the area had been cleared of other NHES operatives, and then Shane and the squad got back to work at moving the 12 people to their rendezvous with a new life. Two squad members sat in the back with them, while Shane and his squad second were in the front, Shane navigating their way towards the only light industrial area the city permitted non-humans to work in. Coming to a stop inside the ware house, he nodded quietly, and stepped silently from the cab of the truck, moved to the rear and opened the doors, a finger to his lips. No one was to say a word until he indicated it was safe for them to speak. "Bakery delivery." he calls out, the sudden sound almost deafening in the otherwise quiet building.