Eight snorted, "You can't give me anything else then I already have. And your whole tirade about promotions and moving up in the company isn't all that great of an incentive. And nor is the threat of being demoted, atleast to me. Do you have anyone lined up that can do my job? If you do I'd like to see them try." He shook his head, he didn't care if she was angry, he had a job to do, and all Ivy was doing is blowing scary black smoke around. That's how he saw it. He took out his phone and checked the schematics and blueprints he had gotten from the internet on the building they would need to hit. He had work he needed to do after all, and finding that blasted security hub would have to be one of the things. He could do alot from the outside, but one thing he needed to do was have a hard access to their hardened and wireless security, which meant actually getting on site, and attaching router cables to the things he needed. And he couldn't do that from the office.

Eight tried to puzzle out a way to do what he needed to do while waiting for the point of this meeting to come about. It was painfully clear that there was no one else on this team that could do what he could do. That meant he was all on his own which is usually the case for a hacker and computer technical support operative. His line of work was at a premuim, so few operatives in the FEA and outside it went down the same track. Everyone else was black ops, or long range support, or disguise and infiltration. There was a reason why he didn't usually meet his fellow operatives like this, he couldn't relate to them, and they couldn't relate to him either. He heaved a sigh, starting to conceive a plan on how to get himself onto the property to get those hardwire jacks in place. So much to do, and so little time.