<div class="floatright">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/B_GMAd6U0AEOiMR.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong><strong>David Oestreicher</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246835.msg12206090#msg12206090)<br/><strong>Location/Time:</strong>09:23, 63 Wall Street, New York, Penthouse.<br/><strong>Attire:</strong>Moderately priced, impeccably cared for suit; very polished dress shoes<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Detective Temple - Everyone in the next room - Everyone passing through<br/><hr/><br/>This wasn't going to be fun...or easy.<br/><br/><em>How do I get someone on side who clearly doesn't want to be on side? Particularly so when there is no chain of command?</em><br/><br/>He had turned when he heard footsteps and took note of Detective Temple arriving. He gave her another quick, sharp nod and spoke in a low, even tone.<strong> "Good.  Let's talk about your role here and what you can do."<br/></strong>He had finished speaking and Detective Temple had already walked past without a word and slipped out the door.  He let out a low, ragged sigh as the door clicked shut.  A hand was raised and he pinched at the bridge of his nose for a moment, trying to quell the swirl of pain that told him a headache was coming as well as the swirl of thoughts about the operation.<br/><br/><em>Great.  So she's either left the team and knows everything about the op, where we are based out of as well as out faces and names.  Or...she's just gone to go kill the guy like she wanted to do.</em><br/><br/>He opened the phone he had just been given and looked through the small list of contacts there.  He selected the one titled<strong>"O.I."</strong>as he suspected it was the one he needed.  While he assumed that the penthouse was under surveillance and everything they were saying was being listened to; he still felt the need to report it.<br/><br/>The phone was picked up after one ring.<br/><br/><strong>"It's Oestreicher.<br/>.<br/>.<br/>.<br/>Yes.<br/>.<br/>.<br/>.<br/>Yes.<br/>.<br/>.<br/>.<br/>Operational security is compromised.<br/>.<br/>.<br/>.<br/>Temple.<br/>.<br/>.<br/>.<br/>She knows everything and she might be moving on the target.<br/>.<br/>.<br/>.<br/>Yes.<br/>.<br/>.<br/>.<br/>We'll proceed as planned and abort if we receive word from you."</strong><br/><br/>He ended the call and as he did he took note of Kane making her way towards the door as well but at least she still seemed to be part of the team.  Quinn had appeared as well and she seemed focused on checking out the place before doing any real work but he figured at this level; just because it wasn't obvious, it certainly didn't mean that they weren't working out the op. in their head.<br/><br/>He would need to touch base with each of the remaining members of the team but first...<br/><br/>He slipped the phone given to him into the breast pocket of his jacket only to withdraw his phone.  Finding the contact he needed before lifting the phone to his ear.<br/><br/><strong>"Terri...ha, yes.  <br/><br/>Yeah.  <br/><br/>Yeah.  <br/><br/>You bet it is.<br/><br/>I have a question.<br/><br/>Are you still looking for test cases for your sub-vocal comms?<br/><br/>Yeah.<br/><br/>Yeah.<br/><br/>Five sets and a hub.<br/><br/>Yeah.<br/><br/>Can't say.<br/><br/>No.<br/><br/>No it's new.<br/><br/>Well you know how it is.  Stay busy right?<br/><br/>No but I'll get back to you with an address.<br/><br/>Yeah.<br/><br/>Flesh tone pads...this needs to be low profile.<br/><br/>Thanks Terri.<br/><br/>Yeah well we'll see.  After the job yes?"</strong><br/><br/>He slipped his phone into the front pocket of his trousers and turned slowly to take an assessment of the situation.  Kane seemed to be on her way out.  He could touch base with her later.  Valdez and Rose were in the other room and that left Quinn.<br/><br/>With Temple out...or possibly turning this into a cluster-fuck, they were down one and that meant Quinn might be needed to do a little more than just handle the computer-side of things.  He drew a bit closer to her but kept his distance so as not to unsettle her and simply waited for her to turn enough that he would enter her line of sight.  He offered her a small smile and reached up with one finger to tap his earlobe as a sign that he hoped she would take as to turn off her music so they could speak.