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"Very well." Fordo passed the code cylinder over his shoulder to one of the Death Troopers accompanying him to verify her claims. "I presume you already possess the full extent of the ISB's knowledge of the situation." He nodded further down the cordoned-off street, beckoning her to follow him back to MI's temporary base camp in the district. "Will I have to fill you in on the rest, or has your organization been listening in on us again?"
Protocols were a wonderful thing when correctly implemented. At his gesture, Malik strode into pace beside him. “The official line is that I.I presently falls outside the scope of the bureau’s mandate. If you’re asking whether or not my colleagues in surveillance branch are involved in unsanctioned monitoring activities? I’m not a fan of speculation, but I wouldn’t put it past them.”
The street was quieter than any she’d ever seen on Imperial Center. Aside from the scarcely visible silhouettes of scattered troopers lurking amongst the industrial haze, it was uneasily apparent that they were very much alone. I.I had locked down the sector, hard. “To be blunt with you, Commander, as long as I get the intel I need when I need it, I’m not overly concerned with how it was obtained.” She checked quickly above for signs of life amongst the looming transparisteel windows, but they too stood vacant.
“We digress. Getting back to the matter at hand, I should think it is in our best interest to fill each other in. It’s reasonable to assume neither the ISB or I.I has the full picture on account of the fact our target has yet to be apprehended. ”