He didn’t have the skill – nor the equipment – to break the encryption, and even if he did, he probably couldn’t do it<em>right now</em>. Nevertheless, it was good to know that Daria and her friends<em>had</em>something to hide…something dangerous enough to warrant keeping up a fake conversation for the sake of the public – and her bodyguard.<br/><br/>There was no apparent inroad to their private communication…unless one of the lesser members of her social group – one without a bodyguard – excused herself and left the club. Then, maybe, Jason could follow her outside and take her codes to listen in. If he played it right, it would look like a common robbery.<br/><br/>As there was currently no way to listen in, Jason moved back into the crowd a little so as not to draw attention. For now, he would watch from afar. If they left the club to whatever they were planning, he would follow. He had a hotshot car with a hotshot driver at his beck and call now, and it was unlikely that they could give Flash the slip.<br/>