"Yeah, don't worry about it," Ethan said. "The little buggers are gone. I just hope we won't get in trouble for this." Although, he'd like to have a word with the agent who dumped them on the attic like that.
He too started searching for something they could use, but as far as he could see, this wasn't a place where they dumped the old equipment. Most of the boxes were filled with old personnel files and reports. None of it was particularly interesting. He flipped through some of the papers, but nothing here was confidential. 
He pulled a crate to the side and saw a mousetrap with a half rotten mouse in it. "I don't think they come here very often," he muttered.

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"No," Morrison said, maybe a bit too quick. "No need to come, I know the combination, it's all I need." He closed the door and stood there a moment longer, then he turned around and started walking. Not to the weapon lockers, he'd go there later. He went straight to the office of mr. Johnson.

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"I see," mr. Johnson said, leaning back in his chair and looking at the computer screen in front of him. "Who is this project we have in our midst and why do you call about it?"
He didn't like this mysterious phonecall, or the mystery caller. He took a cable from the table and plugged it into the phone. With three mouseclicks he opened he program that hopefully would allow him to discover where the caller was calling from. 

[hr]

Benjamin put his hand on Stephs shoulder. He didn't know what the demon woman was talking about and he didn't really care either. Not as long as Steph was shaking like this. "It's okay," he said to her. "They are gone. Which is probably for the best, because I suck at personal combat." He turned to April. "Thanks for coming. I admit I was in over my head, but I couldn't turn my back on Steph."
He looked back at Steph to make sure she was getting calmer.