Yes, at the club.

You walk into the smoky club and see each table scattered about has a signal jammer on the table as well as a white noise generator to stop prying ears from listening in to the meetings.

You are soon approached by a beautiful skinny black woman dressed to party in leather pants and tiny bikini top with matching thong visible sticking out the top of her pants. ?Can I do anything for you lovely ladies?? You can?t help but notice how she looks you over, you think she even licked her lips. Seeing this hot girl attracted to you starts things stirring down below, but you fight it as it is still too early for this.

You hear Tic?s voice in your comm, ?Tac, you silly slut, turn off your pheromones. I had the doc give them to each of us while he did your surgery, aren?t they cool, they can?t create attraction in another, but they amplify any latent, or existing one that is there. But you should turn them off unless you want some nut to **** you.?

?What?? You call up the cyber control in your display and click it to off, ?How much did that cost??

?Only $36k for both, don?t worry we still have almost $3000 we are fine.? She then turns to the girl and smiles, extending her hand and positioning herself so she blocks line of sight to you, ?We are here for the meeting. In back I believe??

?Follow me please.? She states and leads you to a curtained off area where you can barely make out several people but the curtain makes it hard to see anything identifying.

Tic pulls open the curtain and lets you enter first. As you step in, you see a group of 4 people sitting around a small round table with a single chair open. You quickly look around the room, and as Tic follows you in the man at the head of the table speaks, ?Who are you? I was only expecting one more person, a miss Tic Tac.? He opens a folder and you see a picture of yourself from yesterday when you met dice. ?Oh, I see my apologies.?

Tic sets you in the chair before sliding into your lap, ?No worries, I am Tic, and this is my sister Tac. It is a pleasure to meet all of you.?

The man in the very expensive tailored suit closes the folder and begins the meeting, ?Well why don?t we start by all introducing ourselves. My name is Mr. Johnson.? He is of average height and build with black hair combed back and wears a pair of black shades. You can see the distinctive bump of a pistol under his jacket but you have no idea what kind it is.

The next to speak is the massive slab of meat and muscle that you are pretty sure is human but easily 7? tall and 350lbs or more. He pokes his chest with his thumb and simply states, ?Anvil.? He has Nordic features, a shaved head, and a bit of stubble for a beard. He has a wide barrel chest, stomach, and arms and legs like tree trunks, wearing a pair of black and green camouflage pants, black combat boots, a white sleeveless shirt, and an obviously armored camouflage jacket that matches his pants. He has a shoulder holster with a massive cannon tucked in that you can?t quite make out the type or caliber. At his waist is an odd long barreled pistol that seems to be a single shot breach loaded weapon that most likely fires some kind of rifle bullet.

Just as he falls silent the girl next to him and across the table from you chimes in with what sounds like a British accent and says, ?They call me Jack but I got no idea why.? She finishes with a cute little snort of a laugh. You instantly find her extremely hot and have to fight back the urge within you as she shifts in her seat and lifts a leg up holding it against her, with the solid 4? heel of her knee high black boots resting on the edge of her chair, causing her foot to point down and for a brief second revealing her white panties under her black pleated skirt that falls to her mid thighs. Finishing her attire is a white t-shirt with a British flag in the chest and fuck you in red letters on the back, and black fingerless gloves. She looks to be only slightly taller than you at about 5?3? with a very slight build putting her no more than 90 lbs and not much older than 18. She has bright blue and red hair apparently made of optic threads as each end glows slightly and shifts color as you watch. Her skin is pale but softly freckled as if she never sees sunlight. Her lips and nails are all colored a deep blue, as is her eye shadow. The only weapon you see on her is a pistol in a holster on her hip. You look over the gun and realize it is a matte black .44 magnum revolver with simple black rubber grips.

Last to speak after a bit of odd silence is another human. He is much smaller with the build of a gymnast. He has neat cut dark brown hair, blue eyes, handsome features, and appears to stand right about 6? tall but under 180lbs. He is wearing a pair of running shoes, loose fitting blue lace top sport pants, light blue t-shirt, and a dark blue windbreaker you assume is armored but is thin enough that it might not be. He has a pair of crossed black handled katanas. Similarly strapped to each thigh is a matching pistol you instantly recognize as a Sigma 4100, it is a 10mm semi-auto weapon with a 15 round clip that fires in short 3 shot bursts with very little recoil. ?I am still not sure why the rest of you are here as I usually work alone, but they call me Whirlwind and as long as the rest of you stay out of my way we this should be a snap.?

Once he finishes the suit closes his folders and continues the meeting, ?Good, now that we all know each other we can get down to business. The five of you will need to divide into two groups and each hit a small business office simultaneously. The company in question uses a national agency for security but keeps very little on site. If an alarm is tripped they lock down all offices to prevent any further damage, this is why you must go at the same time, when their computer is breached in either location it will automatically trigger the alarm giving you each only 12 minutes to complete your task and get out.? He pulls out a pair of what look like standard blue and white flash drives. ?All you have to do is plug these into the main computers located within their office buildings. They keep these computers disconnected from the net to keep them safe from hackers so you will need to get them inside. We have already done some recon with a team of lower paid operatives and have saved only the final operation for experts such as yourselves. You all go in at precisely 1 am. After the run you will all need to disappear till tomorrow night when you will bring the items back here.? He lets this sink in for a few minutes before adding, ?The addresses, photos, and video of the buildings are in these folders.? He tosses two plain envelopes on the table, ?Any questions??

Anvil chimes up, ?Yeah you never said how much we are getting paid.?

?Excuse me? Each of your fixers were paid after the first stage of the operation, I do not know what deals they have made with each of you as they were paid for the entire operation and this is only the final part. If you have not been paid you will have to call your fixer.?

?Yeah? Right I guess he did say that.?

?Good, if that is all.? He looks at each of you, ?Ok then, all there is left is for all of you to split into two pairs and head out, you have just under three hours to get to your respective locations. I leave the decision of how to organize up to you. Good luck.? With that he stands up and walks out of the bar.