She hid her face under her arms as an object was slid across the floor to her. When it was silent she peaked over her arms and cautiously drew the garment toward her. She instinctively knew how a jacket worked, though she couldn’t seem to recall s time she ever had one. It smelled like… something she’d never smelled before.
She didn’t quite move from her place, still cautiously afraid of the man with a weapon. “Is your name Federal Agent?” she asked softly. She’d never heard those words. She’d assumed it was a name, he came in and the tone he used was one of identification. “Do you know where Spencer is? He did not come at lunch. He always comes and lunch.”
Leon watched as the woman cautiously examined his jacket like was strange and unfamiliar thing. He stayed crouched on the floor, trying not to make any sudden movements. She was the opposite of threatening, but if she had any abilities that he couldn’t see, they might be triggered by fear as much as aggression.
“Is my name…?” He repeated after she spoke, startled by the bizarre question. It couldn’t be a language barrier thing; she wasn’t just speaking English, her accent was American. How long had she be here?
“No,” he smiled gently, “‘federal agent,’ is my job. My name is Leon. Listen, we can talk about Spencer in a minute.” God, if Spencer was someone she was attached to, Leon hoped he wasn’t dead. With luck, he was the guy he’d found doing paperwork on the second level, who was currently unconscious and secured by a zip-tie, to be retrieved by who ever then sent in after Leon to clean up. The mercenaries who’d been guarding the place had been more determined, and less lucky.
“What’s your name?” He asked. “How long have you been down here?” He needed to get her moving and get out there, soon. Something was off about the whole mission. It had been much too easy to get through the facility; it had felt like it was running on a skeleton crew, with that one scientist and not enough security. And now he’d found the BOW specimen, and it was just a scared woman who didn’t know what “government agent” meant. He needed to get to the upper floors and contact Hunnigan.
