A Griffin flew towards the Trotsky, the pilot, Alex Forge steeling himself.
"Nervous? Yep. Scared? If I wasn't, I ain't human...ready? Lets see..."
Alex checked for the picture of Alyson he kept in his jacket pocket. Satisfied it was there, Alex manuvered his Griffin and landed. Climbing out, he he took a breath and somehow managed to find the waiting room.
Alex entered to see two women already there. Sitting, he would make a scan of the room once in awhile and stayed alert.