That aforementioned message from Ghost was a vote of confidence, or at least Shark had taken it as such and it certainly had boosted his ego slightly. Then again, there wasn't any ego boosting needed, which might be why he took a little one off comment so ridiculously seriously.<br/><br/>"Alright, I'll head out of here. Anytime you wanna head out we can, just hop down here. I'll meet you at the stairs in a few."<br/><br/>The fact that he got that statement of how badass he sounded -really- helped to stoke that ego fire, but then again because of his training as an assassin he didn't act like he had one. Maybe he had just often liked to pat himself on the back internally.<br/><br/>While generally no one would ever leave the keys in a motor vehicle with the engine running, he figured that there might be a way to bypass the usual mechanism that kept the lights on. It took Shark a few moments to hack the internal system, and soon he stepped out with the vehicle having every appearance of being locked and off, when it really wasn't.<br/><br/>That freed him up to follow Ghost's previous orders. Even if he had a bit of an ego, he wasn't above doing what was best for his team at any time.<br/><br/>Moving quickly, he ducked behind a few posts that held up the ceiling when he saw the consistent telltale signs of guards that had appeared to be everywhere. The place was swarming with them, but he hoped that no one had found out about what they were doing just yet.<br/><br/>Leaping with his biomechanical legs was easy, and he was able to move behind the poured concrete columns with very little difficulty. Twice he paused for only a split second to release dull black throwing stars that instantly - and most importantly soundlessly - ended the lives of his targets.<br/><br/>So far he had been doing his best to keep things quiet, and he didn't want to screw that up now.<br/><br/>Once Shark got another message, he smirked a bit, "Or it could mean they're trigger-happy idiots, which would make this whole little mission a ton louder than I like. I'm in position now. There are thugs down here too, but I didn't want to do anything that would make too much noise just yet."<br/><br/>Eventually, though, his message had drifted off and she had arrived with him. "Hey, I'm not the type to move too early, you know that." Shark frowned, figuring that he wanted some more information before they actually Whisperer up.<br/><br/>Like Wasp had said, Shark was actually a little concerned in spite of all his confidence.<br/><br/>Whisperer was an excellent agent, so what was this place like that they could take someone like that out of commission? What was going on?<br/><br/>That wasn't normal. Whisperer would have been able to kill anyone who came in for the kill or the capture.