Special Delivery

You set up shop in an ally a short distance from the Presidential Palace. You send each of the agents off in teams to do recon. You're careful to pair Kyle with Andrea and Emily with Nick. Liz remains in the unit to take readings of demonic activity in the area. You distract her just enough when she hones in on your signal to keep her from detecting you.

When the agents return you debrief them together.

"Security's pretty tight," Emily notes. "Armed guards at every entrance, checking credentials."

"Word on the street is that El Jefe's holed up in the residential section of the palace," Kyle adds. "Some say he's scared and praying for help."

"Other's say he's fucking the brains out of anything that moves and calling for new girls by the hour," Andrea adds.

"That might be our way in, then," you comment.

Everyone looks at you with surprise. "If he's praying for help, he'll need priests. A lot of them. Andrea, you were here on a mission a few years back. Do you still have contacts with the archdioceses?"

"I can check," she admits.

"You and Nick check it out. If El Jefe's calling for priests, try and get in with them, pose as priest and a nun."

Nick and Andrea nod and head out of the van.

"What if El Jefe is looking for something a little less pious?" Kyle asks.

You turn to Liz. "Run a list of the known sex traffickers, the high end ones. See if any of them have any connection to the palace."

Liz checks the database. A few minutes later she checks the results.

"The intel is weak," she admits, "but I think I've got a place. A club at 7868 Avenida España."

"Emily, you're with me," you say. "Kyle, you and Liz hold down the fort."

You pass the palace on the way to your destination. You can smell the fucking that's going on just past the high wall. You suppress the urge to grab Emily by the waist and fly over the wall and continue to your destination. Along the way you feel a voice entering your head. It's Mistress Deb! You grow aroused at the mere sound of her voice.

Jody, you are doing so well. Queen Mara is very pleased with you.

You smile.

Are you nearby, mistress? You ask.

No, Jody, I am still on my island, but my power is not limited by distances. We've been able to see and hear you throughout your journey. You are doing a fine, fine job.

When you turn at the next corner, a woman will leave her bag on a bench. Pick it up. It contains several inoculations that may be helpful in your efforts.

As you turn the next corner, you notice a woman in a long black leather trench coat. You make eye contact. Then she looks at her shoulder bag as she lowers it to a bench. You allow Emily to move ahead by a few steps and separate from you for a moment, snatching up the bag as you pass.