[Specter] The Meet.

Alice was good. She jumped right into business much like Lenn did. She conducted herself better than Lenn anticipated which was a good start if she really was interested in hiring an able hand. It seemed like she conducted meetings like this on a regular basis. Guess she shouldn’t judge a book by its cover.

Then they dove right into intel. The target sounded like an interesting one. So he could stop technology…Did that mean her rifle? Well, she was sure that she had to be within range for things to shut down and even if her scope managed to stop working, she could still easily take the shot. She just liked taking in the details before pulling the trigger. The Hologram itself was impressive. Just that piece of technology alone must have cost more than her upgrades within one month alone. He seemed like an ordinary man. She took in all the details, the only notes taken were in her head.

The only downside to this was the fact that she worked alone. Suddenly having a partner threw a wrench into things. Just a little. As long as she was getting paid, she had little to no regards to her partner’s safety. Working with her was at their own risk. If they got caught or killed? That wasn’t her problem. Surely this guy had to be competent enough to be partnered with her. “No thank you,” she politely declined. Tea wasn’t her thing. Tea was for weak pompous rich people. She’d take a cup of joe over tea any day of the week. Straight black, no sugar; almost like how she conducted her business, Straight to the point, no bullshit.

Then her ‘partner’ walked in and already she felt a twinge of disgust. He carried himself like an asshole who was far into himself than he should be. He was an insufferable bastard and the man knew it. His arrogance was through the roof and she bet that if it had a physical form, it’d break right through layers of concrete and dirt and probably would be taller than the skyscraper they hid under. Even the ridiculous amount of rings…Jesus Christ, she’d probably get burned if she took that handshake. It was best that she watched her back around this man. If this man had the opportunity to get all the credit for the kill, he’d try to snuff her out as quickly as possible…Or worse; attempt to hit on her.

Her eyes narrowed at his hand and her cold gaze shot up towards his arrogant face. Her arms were still crossed under her chest. He wasn’t going to be getting any voluntary handshakes anytime soon. He best just sit down so they could get this briefing over with. …No?...There wasn’t a hint of a smile on her face from his flashy entrance. Fine, if it makes ‘em sit down… She begrudgingly shook his hand with a strong grip. One was to make a good impression was to always offer a bone-crushing handshake!

Oh, that was how she normally was with everyone. She was just a tad bit nicer to Alice because she was the one who signed the check. It was hard not to smirk when Wakeman tried to hide his discomfort. It wasn’t a big deal; she was only crushing the life out of the bones in his lewd hand—Oh yeaaah he had rings on. That must have doubled his discomfort. Good! Bloody bastard wears as much rings as a prima-fuckin-donna—he deserved to have his hand ripped off. Luckily for him, she was in a good mood so he got to keep his hand. Besides, it was going to be troublesome to have to keep watch over him during the mission if she did that.

Anyway, she let him get to his seat and all attention was on Alice now. A brow furrowed in question. Really? Any set amount? This was something new considering majority of her clients tried to haggle with her asking price. It would have probably made most wet themselves—it must have put Wakeman’s panties into a bunch. Regardless, it was something very useful to keep in mind. She nodded, ” Oy’ understand and thank you for taking my skills into consideration. You will not be disappointed.” She was going to make sure that she was worth the investment.

That was all she really needed to say. She patiently waited for further intel. If she needed to be hired and paid whatever lump sum of money, this target had to be dangerous. There had to be more about his place of residence, any factions he might be possibly in that target Specter…She wanted to know every detail about this man and the reasons why he needed to be put under her scope. Of course after this mission briefing, she planned on scoping out this person as much as possible to learn his routines and basically just who this Joshua was.

She let her new…’partner’ take his leave, not bothering to give the man a second glance as he walked away. Yes, she heard the subtle chime of chains. Where that came from, she wasn’t sure but she knew she’d eventually find out about it later on. There were a lot of things to do now in order to prep for the job. First, she had to find the place and secondly, she had to work out his schedule and observe him on a near daily basis. It was good to know how your target functioned after all. It was vital to the success of any job simply because it cut out any unexpected variables. She’d know what time Joshua slept, what time he got up, when he walked out the door—even with the little things and habits he had. Creepy as it sounded, she was just doing her job and making sure it was done right. Hopefully Wakeman had the same kind of method as she did or else he was going to have a problem.

She nodded to Dr. Calloway, noting the sudden change of tone. Wait…Did the doctor even speak at all? What was—No. It didn’t even matter. It seemed she got some sort of respect from the scientist. They seemed to like her better than Wakeman anyway. Maybe the doctor got the same impression as Lenn did when they first met. ”Oy’ll be takin’ m’leave,” She excused herself and rose from her seat, following the doctor to take her own leave.

It was time to get to work.