Darion just cocked one of his eyebrow for a moment at the suggestion of deleting all old contacts.  Now that made no real sense to him really.  He had no family that he knew of other than the marines and his Force Recon unit.  Most of his other contacts were work, or people from the fight club.  The one he definitely would not get rid of would be the black market merchant that had gotten him the military issue rifle at home.  “Says who?”  he muttered to himself under his breath while studying the building for a moment.<br/><br/>Past that mutter he said nothing while Vivianne was on the phone with someone named Mercurio.  She mentioned something about Sabbat, though no explanation came as to who they were, but it seemed to make Vivianne uncomfortable.  Could be interesting if whoever they were talking about showed up.  Could put some fun into what was going to seem like a boring as hell long lived afterlife.  Hopefully something would make this retrieval run interesting.  “Yay, delivery boy... lovely promotion from bouncer...”  he mumbled as they started climbing out of the car, and darion followed to the warehouse.<br/><br/>The warehouse itself as they all entered received a searching study from Darion, looking for any threats at all.  He saw nothing at first other than the lights and the night shift worker.  The office where that worker was was where the only person other than themselves.  Darion just sighed, already sounded like it was going to be boring as hell job.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>