[h2][color=f9ad81]Niah Bautista[/color]
with [color=f7941d]Autumn Page[/color]
and [color=93c530]Brandon Hearne[/color][/h2]


Niah’s phone beeped again. Autumn, again, this time she was telling her to get back to HQ. That was quick. 

Niah drove back and headed for her office dropping off her bag before heading down to the Director’s office where she hoped Autumn and Hearne would be already for the debrief. 

Autumn was looking a bit pale, but comfortably seated in one of the chairs in the director’s office. The director herself was looking rather miffed, her brows furrowed. Her anger seemed directed mostly at Autumn for some reason unknown to Niah. Hearne sat on the other side and fiddled with the button of his shirt’s cuff, pointedly looking anywhere but at the director, and waved when Niah entered.

[color=f9ad81]“Sorry for being late.”[/color] Niah gave her customary bow and took a seat. She was tempted to ask what she missed, but she figured for now she’d have to wait to find out what happened.

“So, I see that your mission was, by technically, a success. You did bring in Ms. Felds and even found her brother. However, I want you three to explain to me how a guard got killed, and you let two Shadow Operatives get away!” Autumn visibly flinched at those words and looked away. Niah paled, what had she missed?

Brandon chose that moment to try and interject, just a little uncertainty leaking into his voice. [color=93c530]“Director, I think that’s mostly my fault – I was, uh, chasing after the psychics rather than the Shadow folk. I should have been helping there instead.”[/color]

“Mr. Hearne, I appreciate your sentiment, but I want Miss Page to explain why she failed her part of the mission.” Autumn seemed to turn paler in that moment. Niah felt like an intruder, she wasn’t much of a field agent, and she hadn’t been with Autumn and Hearne. Had she failed, maybe if she had teleported - No she couldn’t do that, that would be a very bad idea to mix with her power.

[color=f7941d]”I underestimated them. I thought once I had the dampener cuffs on them they wouldn’t be able to escape. I believe one of them has some form of military training. He was able to resist my full on pheromone persuasion. I take full credit for this. Ms. Bautista and Mr. Hearne did their parts perfectly.” [/color] Autumn seemed to shrink a bit.

“Very well. I want full reports on my desk by the end of the week. Ms. Bautista, is there anything you found in your investigation that might make it easier to help Ms. Felds’ record disappear?” The director turned to look at Niah.

[color=f9ad81]“I retrieved a sample of her hair, so if there is DNA of her’s at any other crime scenes we can clean that up, but other than that I don’t think it’d be easy to tie her to anything officially.” [/color]

“Luckily there was not. Natasha Felds is a missing person, so if her DNA had been found sooner, it would have made news. Thank you Ms. Bautista. Mr. Hearne, is there anything else you’d like to add?” 

[color=93c530]“Not a thing, ma’am,”[/color] he said quickly.

The director looked between the three of them and sighed. “I will commemorate you on a job well done. Yes, it did get messy in parts, but, I am also aware that a few of you don’t normally go into the field and do what you did. Miss Page, I do want you to stay. I have another mission for you.”

[color=f7941d]”Yes Ma’am.”[/color]

“As for the rest of you, unless you have anything you need to tell me now that will not be in your reports, you are dismissed.” Niah nodded and stood up from her chair. She left the room quickly not wanting to be in there any longer.

Brandon gave Autumn a sympathetic glance and quietly muttered under his breath, [color=93c530]“It’s like being back in primary school, isn’t it?”[/color] Swiftly, he rose and left the room a few seconds after Bautista, making his exit manually for once like normal people did.