“Daria doesn’t make it easy for us, now does she?” Jason said as he watched the limousine slip through the gates of the villa before they closed again. This wouldn’t be easy. The security was not top of the line, but certainly enough to keep the common thieves, gangers and other unwanted visitors out. His skills were far from common, though. He was a highly paid professional and if he put his mind to it, Jason felt confident that he could break in. The question was, was it worth the time, risk and effort just to find out what his future secretary might or might not do in her free time?<br/><br/>Some days, he really wished that he was born with his senses awakened to the sixth world. As it stood, his eyes and ears – even his nose – had been tuned up to allow him to take in even the most minute detail. But walls were still walls. If he had been born a mage, he could just slip through them and have a look himself. Even good places like this one often lacked proper magical security.<br/><br/>For a mortal like him, only mundane paths stood open. So he had Flash park the car a few blocks away and took a walk to have a closer look. Clearly, the waterside was a natural weak point of the place and Jason wanted to see what measures the Jones’ security architect had taken to prevent entry that way.<br/>