Seven years ago you were all agents for one of the most secretive international spymasters the world has ever seen.
You were agents free of the crushing grip of the Technocracy, and operating outside the purview of the Megacorporations that now run the world. You were the best of the best, and working together you were the most effective team the world has ever known. Seven years ago, Josine cut off all contact and your organization was plunged into darkness.
Today, Josine has surfaced. You received a text message from him early in the morning, and several others from each individual member of your old team — even Alex — all but validating its authenticity. The message was simple: a set of coordinates, riding on a text message lacking all the usual markings of a carrier-bound message, bounced off of dozens of satellites from a remote location near Reykjavik, Iceland.
Utseo, where were you when you got the message, and why was Tank with you?
Tank, you just got off the phone with Caroline Killbrew, who's your go-to for moving people and hardware across political borders. What did you have her move for you this time, and why did it have to be flawless?