Mission Two: Prologue - The Packages
- Who: Ripley
City: Washington, DC
Location: United Nations Building
Time: 6:19 p.m.
Ripley walked into her office where Tad was busy taking a note for
her. When he was finished he handed it to her. "Scarlet is in play,"
he said to her simply. She nodded and then pocketed the note.
"It's time to start calling the team in," Ripley said to Tad. He
nodded and then gathered several packages that he had been assembling
before the call from Roberts as she walked into her office. She went
to her desk and then picked up the phone. "Secure channel."
There were three clicks on the phone and then she was connected to
Secretary Pierce. "What's happening with Angel?"
"She's been kidnapped, Wilma," Pierce said. "I'm sending you all
necessary data now. I think you'll find this report most interesting..."
A few minutes later at Angel's desk, Tad was printing out labels for
his UPS packages. He had arranged for several UPS packages to be sent
Ripley came out a moment later. "Tad, have you sent out all those
"No, Ma'am, I'm working on the last of the packages now," he informed
"Good, there has been a slight change in plans," Ripley said with a
sigh. She handed him a stack of red folders with a yellow sticky on
them. "Send these red files to the list of team members on the sticky
note. Cancel the flight and cruise tickets for those team members and
arrange for flights to Moscow instead."
"Moscow?" Tad said surprised.
"Moscow, and don't forget to attach the new color code names on the
files, so they know what their new code names are," Ripley repeated as
she leaned over Angel's desk and pulled Whetu's package from the list.
"Get on it, now."
"Yes, Ma'am," Tad said watching as Ripley left the office with Whetu's
file in hand. He didn't have time to wonder why she was doing that, he
had new arrangements to make.
- Who: Carlos and Lester
Location: Sretenskaya Hotel
Time: 6 a.m.
Bleary eyed and straightening his tie, Lester opened his door, and
greeted the mission commander. "Sorry. the jet lag must have finally
caught up with me" he feebly offered/
Carlos shrugged. "Sure, I didn't get much sleep last night either,"
he offered as he leaned against the door jamb. "Want me to get Finn,
while you shake yourself awake?"
"No, no." he said, reaching for the back of his chair and wrapping
the big thick coat around him. He didn't like the big garment, it
wasn't 'his' and it wouldn't be 'his' unit its pockets were clogged
pens, tickets, scribbled notes and other flotsam and jetsam from his
life "I'm ready to go now"
"Bueno," Carlos said and then stepped back from the door. They both
went across the hall to Lucas Finn's room, where Carlos knocked. It
didn't take long for Finn, the good military man he was to come to
the door and let them in.
"The mujers are going to St. Petersburg today, but we are
investigating the Underground. Do you have the maps, Lester?"
Lester dropped the printout on the table. "Of course, For such a
notoriously secretive nation, those data defences were Childs play to
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