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Rowan chuckles darkly, the car driving fast and probably breaking laws. He looks back to them and then to front again. [color=7bcdc8]"Hope you aren't afraid of heights. We'll go to them the way they did. By helicopter. My contact said there was a sight of one on your security cameras leaving your estate."[/color]

He held onto the handle at the top of the car. [color=7bcdc8]"Once we get to where mine is located, we'll be handed tranq guns and some ammo. The goal is to subdue no kill. They're needed for questioning but if they're hostile enough, we've been authorized to use dead force if needed."[/color]