Pilot was dropped off a block from the school, and walked the rest of the way. He nonchalantly walked around the campus, looking young enough to possibly pass for an older student. He circled the school a few times, picking up scents here and there. The virus was here; of that, he was certain. 

"It's here," 32 said into his headset. He took refuge in the empty school yard, where he could talk to his superiors in peace. "The virus is definitely here. What further action should I take?" He wasn't quite equipped to go in and shoot up the entire school. Pilot was pretty sure that doing so would ruin the whole 'covert' part of his mission anyways. Still, he needed to know his next step.