Sea-Tac International Airport was hardly a low-key meeting spot, even if they were meeting in a small hangar on the edge of airport's grounds.  The sprawling structure was empty except for a single table in the middle of a space meant to hold multiple aircraft.  On the table, spread out with careless precision, were pictures of a jade statue of a jaguar from multiple angles.<br/><br/>The runners were barely given time to look at the pictures before the limousine pulled up, rolling into the hangar and up to the table before it came to a stop.  The door opened, and out stepped a human woman with blonde hair and a body that had been sculpted to perfection.  A revealing dress clung to her curves, and while she appeared unarmed, there was something about the way she held herself that screamed high-end security.  She held the door open as Mr. Johnson hopped out.  A dwarf in a Hawaiian shirt and shorts, he wore a set of dark sunglasses and had a briefcase in his hands.<br/><br/>"Good good, you're all here."  He mumbled, even as a second woman, a twin of the first except for a head of red hair, climbed out and took up station behind him.  "The Eighty-Eights hired the Blood Mountain Boys to steal some cargo that was being smuggled into town.  The statue was supposed to be a gift, so get it back.  You have ten days."  He tossed the briefcase onto the table, then turned to climb back into his limousine.  "Don't screw up, and don't call me unless you have the statue.  I'm on vacation."  With that, he was gone.<br/><br/>The briefcase held a datachip and a credstick.  The credstick had a small note stuck to it that read.  "For incidental costs, 2500¥" and in big blocky letters.  "YOU OWE ME."  The datachip held a series of files:<br/><br/>A video of a truck being driven down a highway, where it was intercepted by a gang of bikers.  The truck was driven off the road and forced to crash, the driver and guard were shot, and the video cut out as the contents were being unloaded.<br/><br/>An aerial photograph of a Renton location, a seedy looking five story hotel with a captain attached.  "Slave trade, no puppets, cheap."<br/>In an identically named file was a picture and brief description of a "Detective Haris Ungaretti, Special Crimes Division" and "Lieutenant Mayra Appleton, Organized Crimes Division" as well as a single note "Ancients are pissed at the Blood Mountain Boys, why?"<br/><br/>An aerial photograph of the Doghouse, a club in the University District of Downtown with a caption attached.  "Tao Kuang likes to hook them young."<br/>Again in an identically named file was a picture of a man of Chinese ancestry, though with no other information except the name Tao Kuang.  There was also a question attached "Wants to start a fight with the Cartels?"<br/>