Other end of the sleepy town, one of the more impressive buildings that is the police department. Grey blocky fortress with bomb-proof glass windows, boasting an array of radars and antenaes. The grav-cruiser lands on one of it's landing pads, between much less impressive grav-cars used by the local cops. When Cassie opens the hatch and lowers a step ladder, an elderly officer runs up and starts to complain. "What are you suppose to be? The invasion from mars? You can't just land here and..." Soon another appears behind him, younger fit guy with spiky red hair. "Nah, it's good, we got message a day ago. They're from US, tracking some domestic terrorists of their's. Hi people, i'm Richard. I'm guessing you're utmost nessesity will be cofee? We have donoughts too, unless you're gonna go on your chase immidietaly, rain, night and all that?"