Simon was balls deep in an intense hack for another team. So intent on the job to use a rootkit and a backdoor routine to get into a company that is suspected of suppling assets to a black level threat organization. Because of how focused he was on the work he didn't hear the page asking for him to head to the meeting room. Nor did he hear the second phone call that came after it, nor did he hear the first polite knocks on his door, nor the second round of slightly impatient but still polite knocks. He still didn't hear the pounding impatient knocks that came next, and didn't actually react until the door to his room was kicked open, flooding the dimly lit room, filled with electronics and computers towers.

He didn't turn to look at Kimberly or the pair of security guards who had responded to her need to get into the room so much. Too intent on the fact he was 80% of the way to finishing the back and leaving that backdoor routine into the companies security and database system. The full time hacker that the team had would be able to use it to gather the information they needed once it was in place.

Because of his determination he didn't respond to Kimberly when she told him that he was being asked to appear else where only saying, "Once this is done." To which he was told he needed to go now. Simon, better known to the FEA as 8 just growled and continued to work, murmuring something about, "Having better things to do right now." He did relent on turning his phone to speaker mode and hacking into the meeting rooms PA system, he'd often been told not to do so as it is a FEA breach of privacy and security, but he always repaired it afterwards.

As the meeting got underway his voice joined everyone as they checked in, "Hello everyone, you can all call me 8. What's so important that you had to disturb me?" He then set himself to listen from there to find out what they needed of him.