Jess shook her head and pushed on Mira's shoulder a bit as she turned away. "Don't worry about her right now, Mira. Go get some aspirin or something first," she practically ordered, then strode out of the garage. Once she was so far away from the area that she couldn't even hear the bustle of the workers outside, she breathed in deeply to settle herself and drew out her phone. The number she was about to call wasn't saved into the device anymore, but she still had it committed to memory, so it was an easy enough task to dial it and tuck her hair behind her ear awkwardly as she waited for the recipient to answer.<br/><br/>"Hello? Alister?"<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Montresor shrugged at the question, disinterestedly tracing his middle finger around the edge of his teacup, carefully not to bump his splinted pinky finger against the handle. "I didn't see any on the way in here, but they are pretty sneaky buggers. If they're waiting outside the gate when I leave, I'll just blast through them on my bike without stopping. Although I might end up spinning out on one of their greasy foreheads."