"Its our only option," Izzy replied. "You need a login to access the computers which only me and Yuchi possess out of us five and if any of you were caught using one of the computers your cover would be blown."<br/><br/>"Either way we'll have to go in the morning," Morisson said. "If we turn up now its going to look a bit fishy. I don't mind sleeping on the sofa, the rest of you can sort out the sleeping arrangements."<br/><br/>"There's another complication," Izzy said. "Admittedly it only affects Morrison. You've not seen the guy in five years so I don't blame you for not recognising his codename. How many people do you know have the codename Firebrand?" she asked, handing him a file. "This is the head of the Inner Circle, the guy we got you out of the party to avoid."<br/><br/>"Oh hell," Morrison said as he read the file. "Tom Linklater," he said, showing the photo of a man who looked not much older than Morrison. "Ex-Navy SEAL, we were teammates up until five years ago when...officially...he was declared MIA during a mission to rescue US hostages. If he sees me it'll take him five seconds to figure out who we are and why we're there."