There was a tall, red-headed man stood just below the trap-door, a finger held to his lips. The black bird emblazoned on one shoulder gave away his identity. Tom moved out of the shadow behind the man, a gun in one hand.<br/><br/>"How many guards are there?" he mouthed to her, not wanting to risk alerting anyone to Raven squad's prescence, even reluctant for the hostages to be aware yet.