Anne was just about to repeat her order to get rid of the body, something which she hated having to do. Make her repeat an order more than oncxe and you were generally out of the unit. And then Sofia volunteered to do so. "Out the window is fine. The rest of you, for fucks sake give her a hand." She paused and when no one moved, snarled "That's an ORDER!"<br/><br/>With the meat sailing down a thousand feet to splat itself on the broken concrete below, and everyone back in their seats, she surveyed her new team.<br/><br/>Okay. That was a little demonstration, among other things. Ladies, you are not here because you are nice. Quite the contrary. If you think this is an organisation dedicated to law and justice, you should probably leave now. We are, to put it bluntly, the bad guys."<br/><br/>She chuckled as Iffie projected a little hologram of an old film from the Twentieth century, an excerpt from a film called Bugsy Malone. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w1FgpBxXho4#) "Okay, we get the picture, Iffie, knock it off!"<br/><br/>The video ended as suddenly as it had started.<br/><br/>"Point is, we do jobs for people who want jobs done. We don't care who or what or why. We get the job done and we get paid." She nodded at the blood stain on the table. "A team is only as strong as it's weakest link. I made a mistake in hiring that one. It has now been rectified. One of you may now be the weakest link. I hope that it is me, because I know my own strengths.<br/><br/>"Oni, your first task is to link with Iffie and go over every aspect of our sysop security. You cracked it, you fucking well fix it, and make sure no one else can crack it.<br/><br/>"Oh, new rule. As of this mission, the hacker goes too. If your life is on the line as well, you're going to make doubly sure everything is secure." That had been her second mistake that had cost the lives of three good operatives. The first had been hiring the fuck-up in the first place, the second had been giving in to his insistence that he would work better back at the safe house. In all her military ops, the sysop had always been behind the lines. But of course this was different. It had been a hard lesson.<br/><br/>"Right. I'm going to start this briefing. Ladies, you will take notes on paper only. You will commit your notes to memory, in your heads, and you will burn the paper before you leave. There will be NO electronic record of this briefing. Is that clear? Oni? That includes you. That jumped up server you call an AI is as vulnerable as all the rest. The only place all this data resides is Iffie. And her I trust because I hold the destruct trigger."<br/><br/>She paused and looked around the team. "Does anyone have anything to say before we start?"