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There was a knock at the door before it opened and Piper walked in. She smiled innocently at them, then said, “If you’ll check your phones, you’ll see there is a text with an address. You’ll have,” she glanced at her own phone, “twenty-seven minutes to arrive. You may use public transit, but no taxis or personal vehicles.” She turned to Christian. “You have eighteen minutes to make your way to the roof of the Portland Downtown Parking Garage where a helicopter is waiting.” She paused as the other three smiled at their partner. “Once commandeered from an agent with this company, so play nice, you’ll need to pick up two of your team members and be at the building on the wharf by that twenty-seven-minute bell. Any questions?”
“Which two team members, and why only two? We do missions toge
