Katherine Beauchamp was in Nice, the location of her alias's home, when she got the call. It was early, but she so rarely slept. Her doctors called it insomnia and gave her sleeping pills but they always made her so groggy the next day, it was usually worse. It rang twice, she picked it up before it could ring a third, and to anyone listening it was just random chatter. She hung up after precisely 7 seconds and grabbed her shoes, her purse, and her keys. Katherine Beauchamp wasn't a very good driver, but wasn't going to kill anyone due to her driving habits. She then proceeded to go to her usual cafe, and have a scone. She sat at a table with a newspaper left over and decided to take a look. She finished her scone but took the paper home with her. If questioned, she saw a name she knew in the obituaries, and she wanted to bring it home to remember to go to the visitation. When Katherine Beauchamp re-entered her house, she went down into a basement that no one else would know was there. It was on no building plans, there were no obvious doors in her house to it. As she descended the stairs, Ekaterina Naryshkina pulled the file out of the newspaper and spread it out in front of her on a table. It had all the information about her newest assignment. She would be infiltrating a French Military base to deactivate nuclear warheads. The CIA would also be there, which was annoying. She'd rather not get in an altercation with an American, but it would be two against two, so she should be fine. She would be meeting a Nikolas, which the name in itself irks her. It wasn't Russian, it was close but it was Greek. It didn't matter, but she had deep pride for Russian culture. She memorized the file, took her new identification out, and burned what was just information. No need for extra evidence if she were discovered, and not killed of course. Katherine Beauchamp went back upstairs. She packed a bag for the trip she'd be taking to the military base. She fed her cats, went over to neighbors house to ask them to take care of the cats for the next few days while she went on a work vacation before climbing into her car once more to drive to Paris.