I quickly fired off a good morning text. I stayed in bed until his GPS said he was 15 minutes away. Then I panicked when I couldn’t find my new deod...rant before just using M’s red sky old spice. I through my hair into a quick ponytail and dialed M as I locked the front door.I made my way through the trees and passed the retention pond. No duck family at this hour. The only light was the dim light of the crescent moon. Morning traffic was just starting to get going on the busy road nearby. I was. "All the executives are moving, nine out of ten mid-level managers are going, eight of the ten supervisors agreed to move. Except for one inspector, the others are low-level workers." I said."How many inspectors are going to move?" Neill asked."I don't know. The one that was mentioned is called 'final inspection'. He works for the manager who's not going either. It didn't say how many inspectors are moving."Jerry put his fork down, and exchanged a look with Neill. They smiled at each other,. " Ducky lowered his voice at the end, knowing he sounded quite firm and angry.With his hands on his desk, Fornell pushed himself to a standing position. Leaning towards the doctor, he looked him in the eye, knowing how important the girl was to him. "Doctor Mallard, I swear she will be as safe as if she was standing in her black platform shoes in her forensics lab. There will be an undercover protection detail, two of your own. We will have GPS, bugs, every other kind of tracking we can. " She'd better or I'll be holding you both responsible," Greg snapped as he hung up in exasperation.Dozens of vehicles trundled along the potholed track leading into the wooded valley where the farmhouse was situated. An armoured tractor unit towed a Command and Control trailer that would co-ordinate the attack and network the hundred or so Infiltrators and HKs involved. Six technicians and a military strategist on loan from Army Special Forces were the only human representatives of the assault.