Aden listen to Mr. Wickerman talk, his story played in her mind. The images of the family and what they were going through. She hated people that prayed on some one just because they thought they were less then them in some way. Hated the way people though if they waved the biggest gun around that gave them rights to making the rules.<br/><br/>Her eyes shifted to Alan as the man left, her legs uncrossing and then crossing again. "Alan if you weren't a genius and utterly entertaining I'd say you were insane." as the waitress came over Aden looked up and gave their order. Knowing Alan preferred her being the talker...or face at times. But that was fine with her...she was after all the best at what she did. "Your right, we do need to help him. Give these goons a taste of their own medicine.' she smiled, "And I have just the people..."<br/><br/><br/>"First off the hacker...Kathleen “Copycat” Andrews, helped me out on job a while ago. Girl has hacked every mager hitter out there, FBI, Pentagon, the white house. You ever wonder what really happens in the oval office?" she smiled, "I do frustrate her sometimes...I'm the only person she can't read as far as she says. But I think she'd be willing to help."<br/><br/>"Second the Thief, Laurell Bennet this girl probably stole the wallet of the doctor that brought her into this world. Even got a piece of me once, granted it was the fake one...but still didn't see her coming. Turns out I dealt with her teacher...so you want the best...you want her."<br/><br/>"And third but never least....Chase Brannigan, you want a Hitter...well he is The hitter, Irish Ranger or so he used to be. I've seen him take down men twice his size, and not brake a sweat. He can blend into most anywhere, and still cover our asses. Even managed to teach this beauty a few tricks, not that I'd ever admit it to him."<br/><br/>Watching Alan eat his peanuts she smiled, "So, do you want me to fetch our esteemed colleges or do you want to come along for the ride as well?"Aden never knew what his answer may be, sometimes he would just send her and others insist on doing it himself. One of the few men in her life she had a harder time playing. Maybe that was why she like working with him...