Khalidah  pushed out the kickstand of the Harley Fatboy with one heavily booted foot and cut the big bike’s engine.  Though she’d been working with the agency for some time, so far it had all been individual security jobs and she had yet to be called in to work on any sort of team mission, which had suited her just fine.  It was easier to lay low doing that kind of work, but still, she was beginning to get a little restless.  So the call the day before asking her to come to this address had piqued her curiosity.  Though, it wasn’t as if she had a choice.<br/><br/>Swinging one leather covered leg over the bike, Khal tucked the keys into the pocket of her jacket and started walking towards the door, stopping just a few feet from the curb.  A travel agency.  Brilliant.  Her new employers were subtle.  Reaching up to unbuckle the strap of her helmet, she crossed the sidewalk, pushed the door open and then walked through into the front office.<br/><br/>Stopping just inside the door, Khal pulled the motorcycle helmet off her head, letting her dark hair fall down below her shoulders.  The room had only one other occupant; a tall, good looking middle-aged man with a striking grey beard and hair – both neatly groomed – and a serious bearing.  Ex-military, she decided after giving him a discreet once over and most likely a serious hardass, which wasn’t necessarily a bad thing in her book, provided he could back the attitude up with a good skill set. Certainly not here to book a vacation, if the sign on the building could actually be believed, so therefore likely to be part of whatever the agency had planned for her.<br/><br/>“Morning,” Khal said, with a nod in the man’s direction, not truly expecting anything in return.  Tucking the helmet under one arm, she walked further into the room and took a seat with her back to the wall and a good view of the windows and the room’s exits. Once there she set the helmet down on the table in front of her and unzipped her black leather jacket as she crossed one long leg over the other.<br/><br/><em>‘Now what?’</em>Khal wondered, giving the clock a quick glance.<br/>