[center][h3]TWO DAYS LATER[/h3][/center]
[color=lightpink][b]Agent Woods[/b][/color]
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"An explosion, leaving an unidentified victim dead..."

"...They've both been tested to see if they were drugged but after testing clean they both cling to their stories of their Super strong thug."

"A shooting at the cafe, Populi ex Machina..."

"...woman brutally murdered in her own home."

"Police are investigating..."[/i]

Cori Woods stared at the screens in front of her, clicking between news videos and articles. She shook her head in disbelief as she went over the information at her hands [i]again[/i]. Multiple stacks of folders sat next to her desk, fresh but cluttered. It wasn't long ago that she got permission to put together a team of investigative agents to conduct research, and what they think they found was absolutely bizarre. Her gaze wandered to the stacks, recalling the cases: a man who could supposedly summon flames, small women lifting buses well over their heads, 85° weather in the middle of winter... The cases were few enough considering their global scale, but they were literally unbelievable and she struggled to find the hard evidence she needed to figure out what exactly was happening to the world. 

"Cori, your office. I've never seen it like this..."

Red eyes darted up from the papers and laptops in front of the fair woman, eyebrows raised at the disturbance. Then around at the mess that had become the office, it was true: her coat and jacket had been hastily taken off, not even making it to the small rack. There were multiple empty mugs on the desk. The lights weren't even on until the assistant flicked them on, causing the woman winced. Agent Cori Woods sat up, neck cracking as she rolled her head and shoulders. "[color=lightpink]I've been focused on other things,[/color]" she explained before taking a long gulp of black coffee. Her employee, a younger man, stood awkwardly, waiting for the agent to prompt him with a question. She complied, but not without an impatient roll of her eyes and a tone to match. "[color=lightpink]What is it, Raymond?[/color]"

He nodded and looked down at the notes. He hesitated with his words, drawing interest from Cori as she narrowed her eyes at him. "Sorry to interrupt you with this, but, the [i]jay has the worm[/i]." It was a cheesy, plain message, and he was at least aware that it was somewhat coded.

Cori's reaction was immediate, and she stood to gather her phone and finish her coffee before even speaking. The mug was slapped down among the empty ones. The laptops were snapped shot and the files closed, and she spoke as she trotted over to gather her coat and guns and wallet. "[color=lightpink]I don't think I have anything going on today, but if I do, please cancel it. I'll be out for the rest of the day. Tell no one about that phone call--especially my father.[/color]" She couldn't whistle blow for nothing--but once she had these documents, she was confident they would carry her a few more ranks higher than she already was. "[color=lightpink]And get rid of those mugs, would you, please? Lock the door behind you.[/color]" 

Raymond blinked as she snatched the clipboard from his hand, then stared at the desk in dismay.[/indent]
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[b]At the park...[/b]
[indent]The park was an easy walk away from Cori's office. It wasn't uncommon for her to take a lunch break at the park, and she had wanted a place that wouldn't be too unique for her. Sunglasses covered her eyes, of course, as they darted about, looking for anyone who seemed out of place. She had contacted a party who had contacted a party who...may have contacted yet another company before choosing a guy. After the mistake named Zane Colch, the guilt had been weighing down on her shoulders. So she had went out of her way to hire someone who could definitely do the job--and maybe the subconscious part of her went in this direction so she wouldn't feel that same guilt if they failed. And now, it was about to pay off. 

The woman sat a park bench, brief case in her lap. Her fingers tapped along the top impatiently, her eyes flickering about through the sunglasses. She knew she would be spotted before she spotted the contact, and she couldn't deny the uneasiness as it set it. [i][color=lightpink]I'm early,[/color][/i] she thought, peering down at her watch. [i][color=lightpink]Relax.[/color][/i] Cori took a long, deep breath, her pale fingers slowing to a rest on the case. [i][color=lightpink]You'll get the data, maybe some extra intel from the contact, and you'll be fine.[/color][/i] With a lick of her lips, she nodded to herself, taking on her usual posture: shoulders back, chin up, legs crossed, and still...
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