Mitch took in the words silently and nodded at the end. What was he getting himself into? But it was better than doing nothing, in the very least this sounded like an interesting mission. Dante was probably the most capable one to be in charge; he understood everyone the best. Lydral was interesting, or at least his weapon was, but unpredictable. Duncan... Mitch glanced at him, was elsewhere with his mind. It was hard to determine what he thought though.

Mike and Benjamin looked at each other as Dante addressed them.
"Don't worry about me," Benjamin said. "I won't get in your way. If you guys can get Steph out that's fine with me. I'm sure you can decide on a plan of action without our input."
"We have no experience in operations like this," Mike added. "There is nothing we can add. Besides..." he glanced to Benjamin, "if I return to the agency I might hear more of their plans."
Benjamin nodded to that; that was actually a pretty good idea.

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The door opened again and a guard brought in a tray with something like a hospital meal on it: a cup of soup, a plate with three compartments filled with potatoes, a piece of meat and some boiled carrots, a pudding, and a glass of water.
"Your meal," he said as he put it on the table. Without another word he left the room again, closing it behind him and locking it.

Lily beamed when Steph called the room gorgeous and lavish. "Oh, of course you'll get books," she said. "What is the use of shelves if we don't stock them, right? Just write down a list of the books you like and I will see what I can find for you."
She turned to the door. "Meanwhile I will make sure you will get something to eat. Oh! I will ask the chef to make some Tiramisu. Ever had some? It's delicious."

Two male guards arrived at Gaia's cage, both holding tazer sticks that were a recent invention; they weren't taking any chances with this beast as it was known to be dangerous. "Come with us," one said. "Do you want your food alive or dead?"
The other opened the cage and gestured for Gaia to step outside.

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"Where is the other?" the agent asked as two other agents moved in to grab Daz by his arms and drag him to the base where he could receive medical care. "The one that fought with you."
They had no visual on Harriet and it worried them. Where was she?