Once she had her coffee and was coming on over.  The man waited a moment or two - drinking down his mass cup of coffee gulp after gulp - before addressing you.<br/><br/>"I thought it was just that one time, but you always dress this slutty, don't you?" he began, his voice gruff as he looked you over, though it's clear he has no interest in what he's looking at "Anyway, I've got a<em>request</em>for you, since you were so useful at that club during the raid."<br/><br/>Indeed, KE had done a raid on a Electro-Pop Dance club that had been dealing BTLs in back, and for one reason or another when the shooting started Sarianna helped 'eliminate' several problematic targets hiding behind cover with heavy weaponry.  KE didn't even take her in for it; the Sgt. heading the raid - the man she was speaking too - just got her name and contact information so he could 'get in touch later if her talents could be useful again'.  Regardless of what name or contact she gave him, she was there now.<br/><br/>"You know we're on our BTL crackdown right now, right?" he mentioned, voice low, though there was nobody around really "See, they're getting trickier about keeping out of sight now, so much so we'll set up a raid for the next day and when we get there... not a<em>speck</em>of wares about.  I don't need to tell you what that implies..."<br/><br/>Another sip of coffee, the implication that there was a mole or a leak in KE left unsaid, and then continued.<br/><br/>"We're handling that, but for now to continue operations we have to... outsource for our operations for a while." he continued "If you think you're up for the task, I have a bit more to tell you about what we'd need you to do... and we can discuss how much your time and effort is worth."