Jace walked through the crowd of protestors. "Vana, Ulin, are you in position?" He asked as he closed in on the entrance to the butcher shop that seemed to be small and occupied the first floor of the four story building. The building had a rustic design. The only giveaway that it was a Whisper facility was the long range array that was hidden as an ancient designed air conditioning unit on the roof.
He was walking right toward a beefy armed man with a white apron that had splashes of blood on it. The man was standing at his door and had his black hair tied up in a man bun on the back of his head. He was focused on the protestors that were chanting and raising signs.
"This is Ulin, I am in position for overwatch and backup duties." Ulin as usual was given the task of watching their back. She was hidden on a roof a street over to help cover their escape in case they were pursued.
