Desmond pulled out a bottle of artificially aged whiskey, one of the better drinks he had.  A good day needed good drinks.  As he poured the drinks, he watched Jason give Nate the letter.  It was kinda odd, considering that even when he was given something by Jason the guy always just flew off as soon as he had it.  The fact that he had to stay for this one meant that he must be part of the heist somehow.  What kind of heist is this?  Last time Jason helped with a heist, the guy tossed the goods out the 33rd floor window for Jason to catch and then blew the building up with him and a whole bunch of ANTs inside.  Desmond didn't know Nate all that much but that didn't seem like his style.<br/><br/>He put their drinks down in front of the two and grabbed the case from the table.  The thing in place of a lock was what looked kinda like a wax seal of the New Identity Inc. logo, but with silver instead of wax.  Walking over to his work station, Desmond opened the drawer and pulled out a ring with the exact same logo on it.  Putting it on his hand, he pushed the ring up against the seal, twisted it counter clockwise, pushed again, and twisted it clockwise.  The lock popped, the case opened, and the New Identity Inc. jiggle sounded.  A little tacky but you had to admit, it was a pretty secure lock.  The boss didn't want anyone getting into we goods if they weren't supposed to.  There was also a tracking device, a small pack of C4, and a 1000 volt anti-lock pick security system in there.  She really, really, didn't want people to get her goods.<br/><br/>Inside the case was the normal goods, small containers of animal DNA, a small case full of nano bots, and all the other various chemicals needed to make the high quality beast Desmond was so well known for.  High quality goods are made with high quality materials after all.  As he unpacked the case, Desmond found something behind the usual materials, was a small vial labeled "for Nate".  Picking up the vial, Desmond walked over to the other two.<br/><br/>"What ever heist you guys are doing, the security must be pretty tight.  This vial was inside my supplies.  I think I know what it is too.  I can't remember the name for the life of me, probably some super complex scientificy name, but the idea of it is too change your DNA to look like someone else's.  This is pretty rare and pretty illegal, and that's coming from me, mind you.  Though not you can get caught using it, seeing how it will likely change you too look like some respected member of the society if my money's right."<br/><br/>Desmond was running numbers through his head, attempting to figure out how much something like this would cost.  It was easily more than he could make in a year, and he made a lot of money.  Whatever Nate was getting it had to be either really valuable or really dangerous, and considering that he was involved in this too now gave Desmond the shivers and a healthy dose of insane glee.<br/><br/>Looking up from the vial, Desmond addressed the other two, "I don't know what you guys are about to do, but I really want to be in on this."  A smile spread across Desmond's face, the kind you expected a mad clown to make right before throwing an acid pie in your face.