<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/RRk8XWA.jpg)</div>Alex adjusted her auburn wig nervously from the back seat of Kaze's Hyundai, such a public meeting place ruled out the full-head concealment offered by her gas mask, leaving the slumming physician with only her goggles, make-up and whatever hair pieces she'd had left over from family events. With a sudden jolt her hand protectively dropped to her stomach as the vehicle passed over a pot hole and Alex felt a gurgling pressure that she tried to preemptively force back down.<br/><br/>The young Miss Tritton unsubtly released a sign of relief as the vehicle finally came to a stop, her eagerness to be up and moving about again was just as obvious, with the green-eye'd elf taking several breaths to calm herself before moving to join the others in wait for their client, their 'Mr. Johnson' as they so often reminded her.<br/><br/>She made an effort to take in as much of the meeting as possible, well aware that her bioware-enhanced memory was one of the primary abilities she brought to the team and it helped earn their continued assistance in working to free her sister Clara, which was getting all the more difficult with the Shadowrunners' recent troubles.<br/><br/>Getting her own chance to look at the attached files, she recognized Detective Ungaretti, having encountered him during her 'official' investigations into her sister's disappearance when the topic of sex trafficking was raised, beyond that the files only offered her a mix of unfamiliar references that she expected would be worth remembering for later.