Arianna had finished her apple, tossing the core into the waste basket and was skimming through websites, compiling data that would be useful in their next job. She sipped at her bottle of water and jotted notes on entrance and exit strategies, likely police response times and routes. She also made an inventory of all the equipment he would require as well as the approximate cost of the job itself. She had accomplished  more than she had wanted to already tonight and decided to call it a night. Her slim form leaned back and stretched her  arms up over her head.  Her moment of relaxation was shattered when she heard the dull thud of something hitting her door. That was not possible, she thought as she looked around for something to defend herself. She cursed herself for leaving her knife by the door.<br/><br/>She was not one for violence, at least not on a personal level, and she did not keep much around so she was forced to settle on an empty glass bottle. She was suddenly grateful for the defence training that Sean had insisted on. At least she stood a chance, even if it was slim. Taking a deep breath, she threw open the door, only to find nothing there. Her heart racing, she bent down and picked up the coin. It was just a standard coin so she left it and moved down the hall. She noticed the light on the wall and the shadow being cast. At her angle it was indistinct and she looked around the main room and did not see anyone. She moved closer, until she saw what it was that was casting the reflection. the bottle clattered to the carpet with a muted thump and she moved forward, grabbing the crane from the table. In its place, her silhouette shone up on the wall as she cradled the paper crane gently in her hands.<br/><br/>She felt panic-stricken as she stared at the delicate little thing. She had one just like it on her night stand and she feared the worst. Had someone from Sean's past found him, was this a message for her. She tried to think if anyone had been following her. She played every instant of the past week over quickly in her mind. No, it could not have been. She had been as careful as ever and whoever had not found him through her, than they would not know to send her a message like this. She was so puzzled and alarmed that she forgot that she had not checked behind the counter and now her back faced Sean's crouched form. She was still trying to puzzle out what exactly this meant and what was going on.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>