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[Color=#6660CC]"You saying you got something James."[/Color] Kata leaned over the wizkid as he did his thing.

"Yeah. I set up a program crossrefferncing every union cash draw in the last six month. You see, it is all about information and data. I had my computer draw up a pattern and it seems the foreman for Dock Six alternates between three different ATMs but there is never any money deducted from his accounts at these moments."

[Color=#6660CC]"...YOu hacked the bank?"[/Color]

"No. Just the cameras at the ATM. He didn't bother to cover his hand when he punched in the code. Never mind that, look here." He pointed a bunch of numbers that made no sense to her." Kaya was never a math person. She could understand the basics well enough, but it never had interested her.

[Color=#6660CC]"I see big numbers"[/Color] She spoke slowly. Something was dawning as she said it. These were payments.

"They are the amount he withdrawn once every month the past year-. It spiked by nearly 400 percent from the usual bribes.."

[Color=#6660CC]"Holy... shit... 25 grand each time?!."[/Color] She whistled. "That is certeinly paying for something." 

"Holy shit is right." He said as he switched to another tab "I took the time check the ship manifests and cross reference big shipments being moved around the time of each bribe." Kaya read the manifests in turn, noting how the same oiltanker docked each time. 

[Color=#6660CC]"Hey... You think Milo will be allright?"[/Color] She asked when he realized the "boy" wasn't back yet. I unnerved her, but James seemed to not be overly bothered about it. He was to absorbed in his task it seemed. 

"He is doing his thing. Don't worry. He can take care of himself." James said dismissively "What do you think is in that tanker" He asked, looking up at her. Her face was full of a terrible realization.

[Color=#6660CC]"People."[/Color] She mouthed. 

"People?"

[Color=#6660CC]"The Triads main income is drugs and people trafficking. The Jade Spiders are no different! Can you access one of the cameras and see what it saw the time of this payment. Only down at the Docks this time."[/Color]

"Sure thing" James brought up another screen, grey and grainy, one could none the less see the doors of two cargo containers open. There were tons of people being helped out of them and into vans. How did the police not do anything. They HAD to know. "But there has to be so many of them.. Surely they can't keep them all hidden."

[Color=#6660CC]"My teacher said that they they also do wierd magic that involves killing people in the name of their Jade Spider totem. Something about infusing it with the spirits of the dead. Ancestral worship gone horrible wrong."[/Color]

"Why is the time stamp... Wait a fucking minute. This isn't a month ago. This is happening right now!" James fell silent. "What are we going to do?"  He asked but Kaya was almost all the way to the door by then. She stopped, then returned to grab one of the Sub Machinegunes from ther duffel bag. It was a standard, heckler and kosh creation. It would do nicely.

"[Color=#6660CC]I am going down to the docks. You are staying here."[/Color] She said as she pointed to the screen. "Keep me updated. And If Milo comes back before then, tell him where to find me." Cabbie sprinted over to her trusted Taxi and hit the ingitions as soon as her rear touched the seat. She was off in a rush, jamming her foot down on the pedal. She cut corner with every turn, almost hitting a young man at one point.

When she was almost there. James spoke to her in the bluetooth. "Um... Kaya... We have a problem."

[Color=#6660CC]"What."[/Color]

"Someones allready there." He said. HIs voice unsure "He is killing them." But as she said that last part, she had just arrived. Blood splatter where everywhere, and gunfire could be heard further in. She grabbed her H&K and silently but quickly made her way down trough the cargo container. When she rounded the chaos, she saw what had caused it.

[Color=#6660CC]"...What"[/Color] She began as she watched a man dislodged his blade from another mans split skull. [Color=#6660CC]"The"[/Color] The man turned, flicking the blade off it with the ease of a practiced samurai. He wore a half mask, fashioned after a Oni. Yakuza. Seems she was not the only one going for the Triads today. Then he moved in the blink of a eye and he jsut barely ducked under the blade of his katana.

[Color=#6660CC]"Fuuuuuuck"[/Color]