Posted by Civilian Alston ‘Fox’ Mace (Director - Colonial Intelligence Agency) in CIA Headquarters - PRISM TMODJ

Posted by Civilian Alston ‘Fox’ Mace (Director - Colonial Intelligence Agency) in CIA Headquarters - PRISM TMODJ

Posted by Civilian Alston ‘Fox’ Mace (Director - Colonial Intelligence Agency) in CIA Headquarters - PRISM TMODJ
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Alston stepped off the secure transporter pad from the Government Tower into the CIA Headquarters. While he didn’t mind walking or taking a slider back and forth, time was of the essence here. And one of the perks of being Director, access to the secure transporter network.

For now though, there were questions to ask, and hopefully get some answers out of what they were able to find out from their suspect. As he passed through the CIA control center, he stepped into his office, and tapped the secure communications terminal.

=^=Mr. Reilly, would you please join me in my office.=^=

• Mace

=/\= On my way. =/\= came a reply after a few seconds. It took the Deputy Director a little more than five minutes to arrive, but he did and walked into the office, allowing the door to slide close behind him. “Director.” he said with a half-grin, knowing that Mace had little use for titles. He took a seat in front of the desk and said “You know, when I came into the office this morning I said to myself it had been too quiet lately.” and he chuckled. It had, in fact, been anything but quiet.

Reilly- Deputy Director, CIA

“Ah, so you are the one I can blame for today,” Alston said as he hit a button on the desk and secured the office. “I really do hate that phrase, because something generally explodes.

“Did you find out anything else from our ‘guest’.”

Coming around the desk he sat down on the front edge. He made a mental note that he needed to do some rearranging. He always hated the brass lording over the peons from behind a big desk, so he wasn’t about to get into that habit.

• Mace

Being struck by an idea, Mace spun the terminal on his desks around and since he was now back in HQ, he was curious to see if there was anything else about Devray Technologies and Thurston Kennick in their classified database.

• Mace

The buzzer on his desk sounded, reaching over Alston opened the comm channel.

=^= Director, we have the files you requested on Kennick and Devray Technologies.=^=

=^= Understood. Let’s see what you have. =^=

Keying the security systems, he release the lock on his office and let the door open. There was something about being handed the data that Alston still liked. Plus while networks were supposed to be secure, his teams wouldn’t have a job if that was really true. Some things were best to have plausible deniability on who actually saw the information.

“Sir, this is what we were able to pull from the classified database so far,” the analyst who walked in said as he handed over a PADD.”

Alston nodded as he took the PADD. As the analyst left he secured the room again and started flipping through it.

“So, any more connections to Devray that you were able to get out of our guest?” he asked looking up at Mr. Reilly.

• Mace