James couldn't help but feel the rush of the mission and adrenaline of the hunt come back to him but he had to remember his own mission at hand. As a man in a black suite came to them telling James and Elizabeth to follow he just assumed more natural protocol but maybe not. He knew that both him and Elizabeth had a very strange and nervracking feeling. "I would like to talk a bit more after we get on the plane." James said to Elizabeth he was still a bit taken back by her bleach white hair it was kinda strange for anyone to have that kinda appearance. It must making sneaking extremely hard. As they got on the private jet it was state of the art Radar jammers and other type of metallic materials covered it. So they would be able to slip in without much interference. He took a seat and looked over to Elizabeth. James took his G36 and loaded it and looked around. "I have an extremely bad feeling.... I was wondering if you did to." He said in a whisper his eyes darting to the pilot and then back to the man in a suite.

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