While she didn’t normally do stuff like this, Fatima preferred to either work alone or to not really do this sort of work all together. But sometimes there came an offer that was nearly impossible to refuse. The money was good, the task was not without risk, but at least it was feasible. However, the issue became that she was being forced, requested rather, to work with someone. It made sense. Fatima didn’t have the technical expertise required to get past some of the security, even with her own talents. Which is why she was here, sitting in this cafe and waiting. Hopefully whoever this was would show up and they’d be able to get this done. She wanted her money. Fatima checked her watch. She’d give it another half an hour before she gave up.