Drake unclasped his cuff and put it away and started to run with the others toward the confrontation. "D***it I knew I shoulda knocked him out!"
Ander thought he heard something in the distance and turned toward it. From his vantage point in the air he could see something coming toward the town. His eyes actually widened in surprise. He put his two fingers to his ear where a coms device was, "Someone sound the alarm, we got something big headed this way, I'm moving in to check it out."
"Yes, sir," a voice responded and within seconds the alarm was up. Ander was already on the way to whatever was coming toward the city. "Sir," the voice came back on, "You have a call. Should I patch them in?"
Ander's eyes darkened, "No, send it to my private line."
"Yes, sir"
"It's been a while, Ander," a rough male's voice said on the other line.
"What do you want," Ander cut at the familiar caller.
"My, my, such hostility. You won't be fulfilling your goal any faster that way."
"As long as I get it done what do you care," Ander shot back.
"Well, I don't care as much, but I may be inclined to take out some pent up aggression on the package you have waiting here... You wouldn't want that now would you?" the voice questioned. Ander fell silent.
"Good," the voice continued, "now let me fill you in on a recent little update to your mission..."