<strong>Myriad, Ada</strong><em>@Restaurant</em><br/><br/>The older man looked at Myriad seriously at her approach, nodding his head quietly at the words spoken and seeming to look her over briefly.<strong>"Hades has a long reach, but the organisation is new, just starting out. The groundwork has been laid down, but things are just starting. However, he's seen what Myriad Inc is doing in the United States now. He's doing his own business elsewhere. He's aware of Mister Sugar's growing enterprise. He's aware of Miss Arkham's growing power."</strong>He looked at her in a serious fashion, then leaning back. Drawing a deep breath and closing his eyes.<br/><br/>"Sugar is doing his best to improve things. Keeping sure politicians wont let anti-metahuman bills pass, not easily at least. Miss Arkham is doing her best with educating metahumans below a certain age limit." He spoke in a very manner of fact fashion. "Myriad appears to be winning people's hearts and minds. Hades is capitalizing on talent and doing so with moral practice that an ordinary businessman would have no chance of maintaining."<br/><br/>Opening the folder, the man pulled out a small document with names of those four people listed, portraits, and contact information. Personal phone-numbers, as well as email addresses. Including her own. The one that was supposed to be only for Maria to contact her about jobs or for her to inform the corporation of trouble, should her bodies not be present there to deliver it directly.<br/><br/>"We have people that are good at acquiring information. However, Mister Hades would wish to speak with you, and your companions, directly after this nasty piece of business is done. If they are willing. Mister Hades is flying over, stays here for a few days on the East Coast, and then continues over to Nevada." The man's words were straight to the point and calm.<br/><br/>"Even if you decline to hear him out, the other people on the list might prove invaluable allies, depending on the situation."