They thought they had planned it so well; Wait until after the catered lunch has been consumed in the same room as the exhibitions. Where everyone could relax, talk, mingle, and admire the factory's scale models and sketches. They would then wait around in the restroom as soon as the signal sounded, indicating that the presentation would continue in the other room, and sneak back into the exhibition space to quickly take some photos of the blueprints, while pretending to take selfies. Anna felt comfortable that they apparently had made the right choice regarding the dress code and had swapped their normal large-sized blouses, hoodies, and jeans, for the boring dark blue blazers and long trousers they were wearing now. The rest of the team was busy at another location, trying to hack into the security cameras in the corner of the room. But as soon as the two security guards approached them, it was clear to Anna and Andy that the hacking part didn’t go so well this time. Even though Roar had assured them in their earpieces he believed he had managed to disable them temporarily. Anna turned to look at the guards who were rapidly entering the exhibition room, one hand on their earphones so they could hear instructions, and sternly demanded that they would stop taking photos. With her most innocent-sounding voice, Anna reacted:
‘Oh, I hope you’re not mad. We wanted to take one more look at the scale model and I guess we missed the signal for the start of the presentation. Come on, Andy, the security guards are a little upset. Better leave them to it and join the others.’ She pulled Andy by their arm and tried to walk past the two men, but the guard who reached them first ignored everything Anna said and resolutely held out his hands:
‘Phones please,’ Andy immediately protested, replying:
‘I don’t think so, gentlemen. We just made a little mistake, there is no need to overreact like this.’ To both Anna’s and Andy’s surprise, the guard suddenly grabbed both their phones out of their hands before they could stop him. A misjudgment of them, Anna realized, angry at herself. She had thought he wouldn't be that fast because he looked quite muscular under his custom suit. Too much muscles often meant slow reflexes. Unfortunately for them, not in this case and the man took a few steps back to make sure they couldn’t grab their phones back and said:
‘I’m afraid you two are going to have to come with us, please. It was obvious the “please” was not meant to be polite or considered a question. They were asked to show their ID and two minutes later, they were escorted through the hallway of the large building, on their way over to be “checked out” as one of the security guards had called it. But he refused to provide any additional information that would reassure them, despite Anna and Andy's exaggerated complaints. They knew that once they became isolated from the other guests, things could go bad, so Anna made a few loud pleas for clarification while they were still walking down the hall:
‘Can I have my phone back now? No answer.
Are we going to get arrested or something?
‘Not really, ma’am. Unless you are going to cause a scene. This is just a normal and legitimate identity check.’ The “hired suit,” as Anna always categorized security personnel in more luxurious environments, had short, red curly hair and looked down at her with an expressionless face. The little twinkle in his eyes betrayed that he thought it was funny they still thought they were going to get away, or be allowed to return to the presentation room. Anna tried to stop walking, in a last attempt to get out of the situation, but the little push in her back from the tallest man made it clear that was not going to happen. She quickly turned to him and raised her hand and voice:
‘You can’t touch me! I know my rights! In reaction, he raised his hands in defense as if he wasn’t aware that he had touched her back. He said nothing in response, but motioned for them to walk in the direction he wanted them to go, leading them to the elevators across the main hall. Andy took Anna’s arm and pinched it inconspicuously to calm her down and encourage her to cooperate. Their covers were probably blown anyway and getting out of the building without a confrontation was not an option anymore. An identity check and the possible arrest for trespassing as a follow-up, were almost inevitable at this point. It wouldn’t be the first time and they still had the backup plan to avoid being officially arrested.
‘I don’t understand. What’s the problem? We will miss the second part of this speaker’s presentation. Where can I file a complaint? I paid for this.’ Anna tried to keep up their act, still talking quite loudly, hoping that other people in the main hall would intervene to buy them some time. Only Andy noticed that Anna was getting nervous because she kept pushing back her glasses and running her other hand through her short brown, semi-curly hair. Typical. Andy grinned and shook their head. Anna was always the one to persistently stay in character till the very end, even though she was nervous, and they admired her for it. After entering the elevator, the two men took position with their hands clasped in front of them, on opposite sides of Anna and Andy. They probably had taser guns hidden under their suit jackets. Norway had strict laws regarding weapons with bullets, which had become even stricter after the wars. Anna estimated both men to be middle-aged, which was slightly older than the usual average security personnel.
‘Funny accent you have there. For someone who is supposed to work for a Chinese company,’ the redhead hired suit said.
‘Not very open-minded of you to assume that someone who works for a Chinese company could be of a different origin.’ Anna replied bitchy.
‘Ooph,’ the tall hired suit let out, but he quickly corrected himself and coughed briefly into his hand, as if a dry throat was the thing that was bothering him. The elevator stopped on the 12th floor. The redhead hired suit nodded and reacted calmly:
‘We’ll see. Step outside please and follow me.’ He led them into a large room that looked more like an apartment than an office. Both Anna and Andy immediately recognized the wrinkled face with the cold and piercing eyes of Ivar Borsheim, the Director of Velstandskonge, in the back. He sat behind a huge desk in front of the window, which offered a beautiful view of the flooded part of Oslo. Here and there, long poles with marking texts on them, stuck out above the water where certain historical Norwegian monuments and museums used to be, that were now submerged. When Anna had arrived late last night, after a long drive from Berlin, it had been nice to see those same signs welcoming her with their beautiful creative lighting. But in broad daylight, they were just a sad reminder of the splendor part of a historical city that was no longer visible. Next to Borsheim stood Kjell Klungland, his head of security. In the short time Anna's team had to do some research, since arriving in Norway, these were about the only personal profiles they had been able to research beforehand. They also knew that Borsheim had two bodyguards but they weren’t in the room. Because today was the last day of the conference, Anna and Andy had decided to go in, with the online communicative support of the other members of Earth Collective. Even though they didn't have enough information about the people they would be dealing with. Not the most ideal approach to avoid the risk of getting caught, Anna now had to admit. Borsheim stood up as soon as they reached the sitting area and walked up to them. He didn't bother to shake hands with Anna or Andy, but immediately addressed them in a condescending tone:
“Well, well, well, what do we have here? As I understood from my brand new security team, you two were taking photos in our exhibition area, even though all our guests have signed an agreement not to use their smartphones for that purpose. I’m afraid we can’t have that. Sit down, please.’ Andy and Anna had no intention of sitting down and Anna immediately went into attack mode:
‘For your information, Herr Borsheim, we came in late and didn’t sign a thing. We checked in with tickets we purchased online, just before the presentation started because our skyship was delayed. I assume we can get a refund for the money we spent, since we are now missing the most important part of the whole conference? A door opened on the other side of the room and another middle-aged hired suit came in. He was almost as tall as the largest guard who had led them up here, but this man had a short army-style haircut, with a crew cut in the front. His face was as expressionless as the other two men, although he had very visible laugh lines around his mouth. He gave an almost unnoticeable nod to the redhead suit and began to lean against a low office cupboard, next to the door he had entered.
‘Aha, so you know who I am,’ Director Borsheim said. ‘Miss Müller and Miss Copper wasn’t it? You sound German.’
‘Mix,’ Andy reacted annoyed. My pronouns are they/them, sir. I’m sure I filled out the form correctly.’ Now it was Klungland’s turn to say something and it was obvious that the head of security wasn’t going to play the nice guy:
‘Whatever. Mix, Miss. You two were clearly more interested in the blueprints in the other room than the presentation. And your identities do not seem to exist in any system, although we can all agree you are probably not Chinese. We have already taken the liberty of contacting the Tàiyáng Company to which you claim to belong, and so far, no one has ever heard of you.’ Klungland’s voice was one of those irritating ones that somewhat sounded like the whining of a child, only with the volume of a grown man. His whole attitude was somewhat aggressive too, which was visually emphasized by his large mouth and nose. ‘In fact,’ Klungland continued, ‘even though you had to check in with your fingerprints, you both do not seem to exist at all and our system is normally pretty flawless.’
‘Keep your cool, Anna,’ she softly heard Roar say in her earpiece. ‘Stick to the plan,’ he continued. ‘Remember, they have no right to detain or search you.’ It was somewhat comforting to know he was listening in and knew exactly when they needed his support.
‘Then there must be some flaw in your flawless system,’ Anna answered Klungland. ‘As you can see we are both very real people. Didn’t I hear you say you have a brand-new security team? Now it was the man leaning casually against the cupboard who was coughing and Anna gave him an annoyed look. In reaction, he treated her to an amused smile, put his hands back in his pockets but said nothing. ‘Some of your employees seem to have a cold, Herr Borsheim.’ Anna said mockingly. ‘Are you sure your health insurance compensation is sufficient to cover their costs?
‘Not funny, Miss Müller, or whoever you are. Mr. Smith over there is the head of our new security team. You probably insulted him now, because he and his team were the ones who pointed out your uhm.., suspicious behavior to us, on the hidden surveillance cameras.’
‘Ah shit,’ she heard Roar say in her ear, the sound of his fast typing fingers on the keyboard audible in the background. ‘They have more cameras. What the hell. How come I haven’t found them?
Once again, Anna regretted not having taken more time to do a detailed one-by-one profile investigation of the people they were up against.
‘That team, by his lead, is already showing us way more competence in half a day, than some other employees around here,’ Borsheim added. In response to this insult on his part, Kjell Klungland crossed his arms and walked away to the window. Like a child who was told to stand in the corner. But he was smart enough not to say anything.
What is going on here? Anna thought. And quickly after that: How can I turn this to our advantage? Perhaps this “changing of the guard” could somehow reduce the consequences of illegally entering this building. Roar was thinking the same thing and said in her earpiece:
‘The phone, Anna. On his desk.’ She took a chance and boldly walked towards Borsheim, which at first resulted in the redhead hired suit quickly following her, to stand in front of his boss. But both men were surprised that she walked right past them to Borsheim’s desk.
‘Excuse me, Miss, what do you think you are doing? The Director asked, obviously annoyed by her rude behavior. But Anna picked up his large-sized model phone from the desk, walked back to the two men, and handed it to the security guard.
‘I am convinced there is some kind of glitch in your system,’ she said confidently. ‘Since you have confiscated both our phones, I have no means at hand to prove to you who we are and that we have every right to be here. I want you to call the Tàiyáng Battery Company headquarters in Berlin, on the second number available, and ask for Bowen Ling Jie. He is the head of communications and answers directly to our headquarters in Guangdong. Call him and ask him to send you a copy of our ID cards and whether he knows us. That's the only thing I can think of. The part about our fingerprints not being in the system..., I have no explanation for that, but I'm sure Bowen can clear that up too. Unless your system is completely incompetent of course. I mean, we were standing in line behind a person when we were at the reception, who had to wait for at least fifteen minutes until he was cleared to go inside.’ A little bit unsure now, because he hadn’t expected such resistance, Borsheim observed Anna’s confident appearance with a wondering look. Then, he said:
‘Okay, we will, Miss Müller.’ The redhead looked at his boss, who nodded from across the room, giving permission to check what Anna was saying, and walked away with Borsheim’s phone while he called the second number. Just like Anna had told him to do but he made sure the conversation could not be overheard.
‘This is going to work, Anna,’ she heard Roar say in her ear. ‘Good thinking,’ he complimented her. Immediately after his words, she could hear a signal going off on his side of the line and the voice of Emile, another member of her team, answering the call in his best Chinese. Since they had to wait for everything to be confirmed, Anna suddenly walked over to Andy, pulled their arm to sit on the couch together, and said:
‘We’ll wait here until all this is cleared up. But then I expect an apology for this whole stressful situation, Herr Borsheim. We didn’t travel all this way to be insulted like this. This will not look good when we have to submit the report with our recommendations on possible cooperation between our companies in the future.’ Andy could barely hold in a smile because of Anna's cold bluff game. Nervous or not, they didn’t call her the Ice Queen for nothing. Even though she liked to keep that identity a secret. They had almost forgotten about Klungland, who was still standing at the window, but he suddenly turned to join Borsheim again and whispered something in his ear. In response, the Director listened intently while tapping his lips with one finger. Anna hated people who whispered. Especially when they were in the company of other people. In the meantime, the tallest security guard walked over to Mr. Smith and gave him one of the phones they took from Anna and Andy. They shamelessly started scrolling to see if there were any photos on their phones that weren't allowed. But Anna and Andy weren't surprised by that. They had deliberately left their phones unlocked as a distraction, with some useless selfies on them as the last photos, and were now pleased to see that the men apparently fell for it. Anna was glad that she had hidden all her social media accounts in a special application, just in case.
‘Thank you, sir, sorry to have bothered you.’ The redhead suit was walking back to them, still on the phone, while he nodded and raised his eyebrows to his boss, confirming that Anna had spoken the truth: ‘Yes, I can see the files coming in, thank you for your cooperation. Sorry? Yes, we will make sure to compensate the costs. Of course. Again, xièxiè, thank you.’ He ended his conversation with Emile, who apparently had given him a hard time on the phone, pretending to be their company contact. With a reluctant expression on his face, he looked at the screen to study the documents that were sent to Borsheim’s phone and showed them to Klungland who was eager to point out the mistake the new security team had made. ‘He will send the fingerprint verification after this,’ the redhead added. He shrugged at his boss across the room, who was now frowning in surprise. Mr. Smith tried to maintain professional but was clearly surprised.
‘If you ask me,’ Klungland spoke with a voice that couldn’t hide some mocking, ‘the new security team seriously overlooked a glitch in our system, even though their specialist gave it a good assessment upfront. I’m sorry, Miss Müller, Mix Copper. I’m sure you will understand that these things can happen when new employees get too eager to do their jobs and make mistakes like this.’ The sudden turnaround in Klungland's behavior was almost uncanny. The friendliness oozed and he made matters worse by turning to his boss and adding: ‘I'm sorry they wasted your time, Herr Borsheim. I know how much you hate that.’ Director Borsheim also realized that he now had to adjust his accusatory behavior towards their guests. But first, he glared at the new head of security and said:
‘This needs clarification later, Smith.’ Then he turned to Anna and Andy, who stood up to take their chance to get out of the room as quickly as possible: ‘I also apologize for this terrible mistake, to both of you.’ Borsheim stepped forward to shake hands with Anna and Andy. His hands were uncomfortably cold, Anna noticed, even though her own hands were also cold as ice most of the time. ‘I will make it up to you by sending some gifts to your company and make sure you both will be generously compensated as well.’
‘Thank you, much appreciated, but I still want to point out that this whole ordeal was a disgrace, Herr Borsheim.’ Anna bluffed. ‘I cannot guarantee my supervisors will not take note of it. I can understand there has to be some security but what is so terribly secretive about your new Battery Factory that it needs to be at this level in the first place? Both our companies aim to make the world a better place by making it possible to produce green energy that reduces emissions. My company insists on transparency.’ Since the director wasn't the kind of man who often had to apologize to other people, she wasn't surprised that he didn't respond to what she said. Instead, he turned around to the man they now knew was Mr. Smith, and said:
‘If you haven’t found anything out of the ordinary on their phones, please return them and let your men escort them back to the main hall.’ Anna's heart was racing as Mr. Smith approached her. Especially because he was watching her very suspiciously, which made it clear that he still didn't trust the situation. But there was nothing he could do about it. He completely ignored Klungland, who grinned with satisfaction that his replacement had made a mistake. Mr. Smith gave the phones back to Anna, but held them just a little too long to her liking as he squinted and made eye contact with her. She bravely continued to look at him while she pushed her glasses back onto her nose. It came across as confident, but she was glad when he finally pulled his hand back, deliberately moving as slowly as possible, touching the back of her hand in the process, Toxic masculine behavior, she judged, and it made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. He made some kind of courtesy nod and didn’t say anything more than a semi-polite:
‘Miss,’ before turning and walking over to the tallest security guard, standing at the entrance, and said something to him quietly. The tall suit nodded, after which Mr. Smith disappeared through the door he had come in, followed by Klungland.
‘I wish you a pleasant continuation of the afternoon, despite this inconvenience, and hope you can still catch up with the presentation,’ Borsheim said and gestured to the security personnel to take over. It was clear that he was done with the case and wanted to get rid of them, to continue what he had been doing before they were caught in the act. He walked to his desk and tried to get his lawyer back on the phone to continue the conversation they were having before they were interrupted. The redhead and tall hired suits walked Anna and Andy back to the elevator to escort them to the main hall. The elevator ride was a strange copy of the first time the four of them stood there. Only this time, the tall suit made distinct eye contact with the redhead as if he was trying to tell him something. When they reached the ground floor, the tall suit walked away from them to the reception, presumably to straighten out the mistake and clear their accessibility to the building. Anna couldn’t wait to get out of the building and Andy also looked longingly at the exit. But first, they had to pretend as if they were eager to join the conference again. Halfway down the hall, the redhead suit turned to them and said:
‘Thank you for your cooperation, Miss, Mix. You’re free to go.’ Then, he made a silly bow as if they were royalty and walked away to join his colleague. Anna sighed deeply with relief they got away with it and forced herself to follow Andy to the restroom as they had agreed upon. While walking, she checked her phone, but apart from it being obvious someone had scrolled through her images, nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary.
‘Are you both okay? They heard Roar ask in their earpieces. They nodded as inconspicuously as they could. Roar had seen Andy’s shaking hands when they looked down and decided it was time to make an early retreat:
‘Okay, we're going to get you out of there a little faster than planned. I want to secure the information you have as quickly as possible, before they find out those fingerprint confirmations will never arrive.’ They heard him give some instructions to Tom, who was waiting for them outside, and then instructed Andy just before they reached the presentation room:
‘Andy, I suggest you are going to have an anxiety attack again. Anna, you will have to be convincing, but I trust you to escort both of you out of there.’
‘Oh no,’ Andy complained, shaking their light blonde ponytail, ‘Not that again.’
‘Sorry,’ Roar reacted. ‘But Tom is picking you up with a V10 in front of the building in five minutes. It’s doable. Go! Andy sighed but immediately switched to acting mode by starting to cry and covering their face with their hands:
‘No, no please, I can’t go back in there! There are no windows. I want out. Please, take me outside! Anna played along by putting her arm around Andy’s shoulders and while they kept on crying, faking emotions that belonged to what they were aiming for, Anna led them towards the reception. The security guards at the front desk immediately noticed something was wrong and one of them started walking over to see if he could help, while Andy continued to make a scene. Luckily, the two hired suits already left the reception area and Anna checked the hall if they were really gone. She patted Andy on the back and whispered:
‘Go on. The suits have left. This is going to be a piece of cake.’ Andy actually had to laugh because of Anna’s confidence, but compensated for it by loudly screaming and repeating they needed to get out, and something about; “never have been treated like this before.” The security guard who approached them wanted to help, but Anna shocked the poor man by warning him:
‘Don’t touch them, we have to go outside to get some fresh air. Open the gate! They were now close to the transparent swing doors which the front desk clerk quickly opened and Anna led Andy to the revolving doors about thirty meters away. Why were these kinds of buildings so terribly spacious, Anna thought. She wouldn't feel safe until they reached the pier where Tom would dock the multi-person jet ski. Once they were outside, Anna immediately let go of Andy and they began walking down the grand stone steps of the elevated building at a slightly faster pace, scanning the floating docks for Tom. It wasn't easy to find him because there were many water taxis and other larger privately owned V10s on the move. When they passed the statue, which was the only remnant left of the fountain that used to be a monument on the former square, Ida suddenly walked towards them. She wore a denim jacket with all kinds of pins and buttons for the occasion and looked like a lost tourist. Highlighted by a mini American flag sticking out of her backpack. Her timing was perfect and Anna quickly took off her glasses and exchanged them for the ones Ida was holding. Almost like an experienced magician, she slipped Anna's glasses into a pocket on the inside of her jacket and paused to take some photos of the harbor, and some buildings on stilts to the side. Letting Anna and Andy pass her by as if nothing happened. After Anna put the new glasses on, Andy luckily spotted Tom:
‘Over there! They both ran to the end of the third pier, where Tom was just docking, and offered his hand to help them aboard.
‘Tom! Anna said gratefully while she took his hand. ‘I’m so happy to see you. Who were those new guys? Tom shook his head in response that he had no idea and told them to hold on before he took off again. They were safe. Anna took a few deep breaths, slowly released the air to calm down, and patted Andy on the back to confirm the success of the mission. Tom steered the jet ski towards the Viken part of the water. Straight to the exhibition space and the small coffee shop they had been using as a base today.
*
Eric Smith stood by the large window on the 12th floor of the security office, pointing his tablet at the harbor. He clicked on the binoculars option and waited until Anna and Andy would exit the building.
‘Brandon? He asked his cyber security specialist.
‘They’ll be out any minute now, wait for it.’ Brandon answered from behind the three main computer screens. Marko, another member of their team, joined Brandon to check the data from the reception downstairs and nodded at him as soon as he saw the check-out time data coming up on his own screen. Kjell Klungland, who was still in the room, waiting for Eric’s team to evaluate what just happened, was now getting curious about what his successor was looking at:
‘What the hell are you looking at, Smith? Nothing can be more important at this moment than to assess the mistake you just made. As of tomorrow, you’ll be on your own, so let’s do this.’ He added.
‘There’s no mistake or flaw in the system,’ Eric reacted confidently without turning around to Klungland. ‘And I bet we’ll never get a fingerprint confirmation as well. We found a security breach an hour ago because someone tried to hack into our camera system. We managed to counter it. That’s why we were able to temporarily detain the invaders. Come here, I want to show you something,’ he ordered Klungland. Somewhat reluctantly, Klungland got up, took position next to him, looked at the screen where Eric zoomed in on the square, and pressed record after that.
‘What? Klungland asked impatiently.
‘There they are,’ Eric pointed Anna and Andy out on the square. Brandon chuckled from behind his screens from where he was following them as well and noted:
‘Well, that panic attack subsided quickly. Just look how fast they are walking to get out of here.’
‘Mm mm,’ Eric responded. ‘Look, there’s the swap,’ he said to Klungland while he pointed at Anna and Ida who exchanged the glasses and quickly split up again. Then they saw how quickly Anna and Andy walked to the pier and boarded the V10 jet ski.
‘What the,’…, Klungland said in disbelief. Eric stopped recording because they had enough footage to work with and told Klungland:
‘Yes, that’s right. They definitely got what they came for but didn’t take photos of the blueprints by using their phones. The information they were looking for was captured by using the smart glasses on Miss Müller’s nose. If that’s her real name. That information is already on its way elsewhere,’ Eric added.
‘Faen,’ Klungland cursed in Norwegian. ‘If you knew, why the hell didn’t you stop them?
‘We usually use the; “Why disrupt a nice security breach when you can learn more by tracking the information,” Klungland. We’re not afraid to take risks that will lead to better results,’ Eric answered arrogantly. Marko couldn't help but let out a soft giggle, which resulted in a quick turnaround from Klungland, who angrily raised his voice at him:
‘There’s nothing to laugh about. They could be anywhere by now. Why aren’t you following them.’
‘Calm down, we áre following them, don’t worry,’ Eric answered, while he almost unnoticeably shook his head at Marko as a sign he wanted him to stop teasing Klungland.
‘You didn’t think I was just scrolling through their phones in Borsheim’s office, did you? Eric said.
‘You tagged them? Klungland asked.
‘Yes, of course. Well, to be fair, I tagged the phone of Miss Müller. Chip had a little trouble doing the same with the other phone, but one will still be sufficient to find out more.’ It slowly dawned on Klungland that not he, but Eric had won the unspoken battle for Borsheim's approval, and it immediately became clear that he didn't appreciate the secrecy and skill the incoming team had just displayed. Because his only response was:
‘Make sure Borsheim knows what you're doing. I honestly don't care what kind of result you think you'll get from this action, I'm out of here.’ With long strides, he walked to the door that led indirectly to the elevator corridor and slammed it shut behind him. Immediately after Klungland left the room, the laughing wrinkles around Eric Smith's mouth began to fulfill their function and a wide grin appeared on his face.
‘Suka,’ Marko cursed in Ukrainian, and added: ‘What an asshole.’
‘Marko,’ Eric said semi-strictly to him. ‘A little professionalism, please.’ While they all let out some air and laughed at the whole situation, Eric walked over to the computer terminal and sat down next to Brandon, to study the images they had collected of the group that had just stolen valuable information from their new client. In a few days, they would travel to the location of one of Borsheim’s Battery Factories, to optimize and take over security there. It would be helpful to find out who this group was before then. Eric was especially interested in what their intentions were now they had copies of the layout and digital blueprints of the plant. Did they work on behalf of another party and were they simply paid for the information, or was there more to it? Personally, he had to admit he would be a little disappointed if Miss “turned up nose” Müller, was an actual criminal. Over the years, he had gotten used to not trusting anyone when he started working in the private security industry. But every once in a while he hoped certain people weren't on the wrong side of things, and he and his team had to extradite them to the local law enforcement. ‘Okay,’ Eric said: ‘Let’s start by checking if these were locals, or if they flew in on the skyship platform yesterday or the day before.’ Brandon grimaced because backtracking skyships was often difficult. Their energy-saving systems combined both flying and sailing, which was determined during their journey, and the height differences were hard to track sometimes. But Eric ignored him and continued: ‘And try to get drone footage of the border crossings in case some of them drove up here. I want access to the Physalis face recognition network. Also, get me an overview of all the local and European Environmental Organizations, cause I have a feeling this group might be linked to one of them because of something Miss Müller said. If so, find out who they are and make individual profiles, please. These people often have a criminal record with arrests, so it shouldn't be that hard. Even though these two didn't have their fingerprints in the system, doesn't mean the other ones don't.