Titanium entered the bar, thinking on reviewing all the reports from the security teams present at Freeport One.
With a fast step, her professional attitude and quick nods to the people she knew, she quickly reached a booth, where she layed her data-pad and ordered a glass of milk.
Pulling out of her cigars, she lit one up and kicked back in the seat and started her work.
With a sneer, she thought. "Oh joy. BIS sniffing around. That always cheer my day." A chuckle insued as she continued to review the reports.
Suddenly, one of the guards approached her and left a message. An LPI was present at the bar and looking for Coquelicot.
With a raised eyebrow, she nodded to the security guard and asked him to bring the said officer to her presence.