Posted by Joana Ribeiro in [Attack at City Center] Colonial Intelligence Agency Headquarters/Warehouse
With the amount of people on the street during the week prior’s protests and the amount of crosschecking required, scanning through the footage of the events, even with the help of the computers, had proven to be a lengthy task. Yet, so far, three people had seemed suspect enough to be tagged, but the search kept on going.

In one of the many terminals still going through the footage of the protests there was a beep. And then another, and another. They were all transporter signatures pertaining to a certain Colonel Ryan York, as well as several other members of the Thresher’s crew. The last beep was that of a site to site transport between a location near Sacred Heart Hospital and an abandoned warehouse in the industrial area of town. It included the signatures of both Ryan York and Molly Holloway. If further investigated it would be easy to extract the exact coordinates of the warehouse from the datapoint.

Tom, the Terminal? (or rather… me… not knowing how to sign this off)

OOC: The location pertains to this thread. Feel free to have anyone arrive on the scene as you see fit! – Joana

Eryn sat up watching and knew what York was doing. He was always a showman. Thinking it added mystery and shadow to his work. It made him easy to track once it was realized. “Vonn! James! Ve have a location incoming.” She had switched over from a micro PaDD to a wrist control, smaller and not as all encompassing as Vonn’s wrist computer, but her forearms weren’t the size of his. She placed a small spider looking device on the desk too and with a few taps of the wrist band, it disappeared in a soft blue glow. As much as she wanted to go she wouldn’t risk York recognizing her, or their sudden appearance risking lives and arguments. She was more interested in finding out what they were up to.

Romanov, CIA