<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/50/Monsterpoh07.jpg)<br/><div align="center">Danielle - Oracle (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=344531.msg16258444#msg16258444)</div></div><em>OOC: Danielle received a foretelling, someone will get killed protecting Evan.</em><br/><hr/>Fiona had driven Danielle back to Hidden Valley so the oracle could crash in Camilla's camper truck. She wondered if she could get an outfit for tomorrow evening's evening at Moscow Towers and hoped it would appropriate as clubwear. As the time whittled down to the meeting, Danielle was informed of the security detail of the whole tower. Since it was going to be the first time anyone on the team has entered the building, Danielle was certainly going to be the eyes in this phase of investigation.<br/><br/>Danielle took an Uber to Moscow Towers. While she could have gotten a ride sent for her, she thought things were still in a chaotic state at Wonderland and have yet to get any correspondence from the groundskeeper. She did not like waiting, especially with such dire news and an out-of-the-blue vision of someone dying to save Evan. At least she wasn't waiting around being worried for no reason. She had a purpose this evening and hopefully, she would be able to convince Rusya to trust her, in a personal way to boot. Besides, arriving in a limo or town car would speak volumes of what she was about and figured Rusya had tons of eyes around. She was going to go in rather blind and without a line to the outside world. There was discussion that there had been attempts to bug or wire the place, but all avenues on that front had been unsuccessful. She was their only foot in the door and she thought it was best not to sour an invitation by wearing any type of wire. She deduced that with security being tight, she'd have to go through a checkpoint upon her entrance.<br/><br/>But it was nothing like that at all. Business folk, shoppers, tourist, anybody who seemed to have something to do in the city of Las Vegas, populated the ground floor, which seemed to be a grand lobby, but courtyard seemed to the describe the area more better. There was no checkpoint or much security patrolling the paths to speak of. The only security she saw were occupied with encouraging undesirables, mostly those who were homeless or asking for handouts, to leave, sometimes with some force involved. Other than that, it did not stink like how a bank with a vault filled with money and valuable would appear. Looking above on a three-floor mezzanine were stores most would find on the Strip. Those visiting would take glass elevators ascending up to those levels and the same lifts disappeared into the vaulted ceiling above the courtyard. There was a single elevator, which seemed to be situated in the very center of the building, which seemed to be the only one that went down. The only place that was in the basement was the nightclub.<br/><br/>Danielle entered this elevator alone and pressed the button labeled "After Sunset." The elevator did not descend immediately and there was a slight pause as if whoever was watching the cameras had momentarily asked if this lone woman, wearing a black T-shirt with denim shorts, and black stocks and black heeled boots, carrying what looked to be a strapped container meant to carry a rolled up document, could get access to the basement. She was not waiting long and the lift jerked a bit as it lowered.