NIKOLI
I arrive back to Viktor's cabin and find the guys in his office, watching a large screen, full of guys clad in tactical gear running through what appears to be Perfectcore. "Hey, what's happening?"
Tate glances over, as I take a seat in the extra kitchen chair they must have brought in for this occasion. "We've been watching them take control of Perfectcore."
"When did they start?"
"About twenty minutes after you left, you know time difference and all. They wanted to get in before daybreak."
I nod, understanding the importance of being discreet, especially with something so sensitive.
Viktor shifts, taking a gulp from his tumbler of vodka. "So far it's gone well; they've secured three guards and have eliminated seven." I could go for a liter of vodka talking about this.
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