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Post Incident Report

Agent Lassiter found the whole scene to be almost like something out of a movie. Men in hazmat suits, cars and trucks parked wherever they could fit. A true scene of organized chaos barely managed by those in control of it. The initial local police response had been dialed back, they were now merely keeping media cameras away a few miles down the road. CDC was handling quarantine procedures though if they were to be believed that was merely a formality at this point. No one feared further contamination, that was what they were calling it.

The FDA was handling the investigation into the event proper, by virtue of the fact they had more experience with this kind of thing. Granted that was only by one event but it was still more than any other investigative entity in the federal government. Then there was Agent Lassiter one of two FBI field agents called up from Pittsburgh to attend to the scene and make the agencies presence known, mostly though it was to help interview people. However sitting down at one of the many tables now set up around the interior of the compound Lassiter could see that the use of the word person came with an asterisk.

Saying cow people might have been a better descriptive term, but it failed to do as much justice in describing the true nature of the situation. A great many people had been turned into cow people. Lassiter was passingly familiar with the New York incident that had happened a few months ago. This was at the same time the same and different. Something criminal, or at the very least unethical had been going on here, that much was plain to see from reading preliminary reports. However the company that had been responsible for New York was clean. As such a few of there people were here as well running tests and helping where they could.

With that Lassiter saw one of them coming towards him. He watched the shiny vixen looking down at a clipboard and reading come to the table and sit. He looked over the table at her for a few minutes before she looked up seemingly noticing him for the first time. Lassiter found her to be odd, yet attractive, at least as attractive as he could find a latex fox woman with a shark tail.

"Doctor Klyn right?" He asked looking at the fox.

She nodded, "Just call me Vix, everyone does." She said resting the clipboard on the table and looking at him. "FBI right?".

"What gave it away?" Lassiter asked smiling in a cocky way.

"The suit." Vix said leaning back and yawning, "What gave me away?".

"Not many foxes with shark tails runnin around I guess." he said watching as her thick appendage swayed back and forth.

She smiled seeing the man's slight but clear interest in her body, "You just get in?"she asked stretching now.

"Yeah I'm supposed to meet someone else here but I haven't found him yet." Lassiter said resting his arms on the table.

"I saw your guy around here some place, he's already done a lot of interviews for us, been really helpful in figuring out what the hell happened here." Vix said rubbing her face.

"Tired?" Lassiter asked. "Yup, been at this for two days, so much stuff to go over, and this is just preliminary, can't even imagine what i'll get back at the lab." She said looking back down at her clipboard.

"Anything you can tell me that wasn't in that document that got sent over." Lassiter asked.

"Not much, were still trying to figure out who started all this, a lot of this place got trashed in the "fuckening" that followed all the transformations." Vix smiled as she said fuckening, then she shook her head once she had finished.

"Anyway, your friend should be over by the tents interviewing more of the employees, should stand out pretty well, you know since he's probably the only guy in a suit, and not wearing a fur coat." Vix said taking her clipboard and smiling a bit as she stood.

"Thanks." Lassiter said standing as well.

"No problem, I'll probably come find you two later. You know discuss things. Anyway I gotta get back to it, nice meeting you." she said waving as she walked off.

Lassiter walked over to the tent city part of the compound. It was wear most of the workers, turned cattle were held up. A lot of them were still naked, a sight that at first was unnerving but started to make sense once the proportions of their bodies were seen. Arrangements were still being made to get properly sized clothing to the cattle, but it was taking time. Not that it mattered much, the weather was still fair, and even when it got a bit cold there fur kept them warm enough. At least that was what they said.

Lassiter just looked at them, studying their bodies. It was fascinating in a way that he couldn't really explain to himself. To see traits of bovine and human melded together so perfectly. He was not really attracted to them per say but merely found the construction of their bodies to be intriguing to him on a deep level. The fur, the hooves, muzzles, the horns, the udders in some cases. All beastial traits, on humanoid forms. He found himself glancing downward at the passing bulls from time to time as well, he was not homosexual, but still the size of most of them put him to shame.

Plus he often enough found them looking at him smiling in mild delight, seemingly taking pleasure from the human male ogling there big dicks. That was itself weirdly interesting to the man. He had been told that while a few slight shifts in personality had been observed in the changed workforce they were still largely themselves. The most drastic parts of their change's were purely physiological, nothing mental or psychological of note was there save for perhaps greater promiscuity and a more casual approach to nudity. Most still wanted to wear clothes but at the same time cared little about being exposed, or others seeing them exposed changed or otherwise.

Rounding a corner and passing a bull smiling as he talked to a heifer he noticed a human person talking on a phone. He was not FBI that much was clear but he was official looking. Walking over to him the man looked up and then back down. Talked into his phone some more and then looked back up at him as he hung up.

"Help you?" he asked bluntly.

"Agent Lassiter, FBI." Lassiter said extending a hand.

The man took it shook it and yawned.

"Yeah, the other FBI guy, your friend is in that tent over there. FYI were all meeting to discuss everything around sundown, so get what you can done before then, days young and all that." he said blinking, the bags under his eye evident.

"Yeah thanks, uh..." Lassiter said fishing for a name.

"Oh right, Gerry Winslow FDA. Sorry I'm kinda out of it, been running myself ragged trying to get everything under control. Anyway see you later." he said rubbing his head and walking off as he picked his phone back up and made another call.

Lassiter held for a moment and watched Gerry walk off, he noticed the man's gaze lingered on a few of the heifers walking around a bit longer than normal. Lassiter wasn't sure what to make of it, but ignored it and walked over to the tent that he had been pointed to.

Inside he found another man in a suit and a bull, both looked at him.

"Lassiter right?" the man in the suit asked.

"Yeah, your Douglas?" Lassiter asked coming in and shaking the other man's hand.

"Yeah, just in time I'm about to start with Doctor Carter here." Douglas said motioning to the bull across from him.

Lassiter took a seat and looked at the caramel colored bull sitting across from them, he was larger than the two men, built like a truck and seemingly about as powerful. They went over everything he remembered. Nothing much was different until they got towards the end.

"Right, so how do you feel, any different?" Douglas asked.

Lassiter looked over at the man and then down to his documents, there was nothing about this question there.

Douglas noticed and explained, "That fox lady asked us if we could get a personal evaluation of some of our interviewees, she's been doing it herself till now and I figured she could use a hand."

Lassiter nodded and leaned back into his chair looking up at the bull waiting for an answer.

"Um... I'm a cow." Carter said looking between the two men. "I don't really know what else to say." he finished after a moment's contemplation.

"Well, do you still feel like you, would you change yourself back if given the chance?" Douglas asked his face impassive.

"Honestly no." Carter said crossing his arms.

"Oh really, and whys that." Douglas asked, Lassiter looked at the man impassively as well but was curious as to the reasoning for his answer.

"I feel great, better than I ever have. Plus ... uh...." the bull looked from side to side clearly unsure about answering.

"Doctor Carter please feel free to answer freely. Where all professionals here." Douglas said resting the clipboard on the table.

"Right, yeah, well to put it plainly I guess, I was never much in the uh, length department, but I mean I've got a fucking foot long man, would you just walk away from that? Plus all those ladies out their, the 'heifers'. They come to me looking for um, well you know." Carter said feeling a bit embarrassed about telling two federal agents that.

Lassiter and Douglas traded a look and then directed their attention back to Carter.

"That's, understandable." Lassiter said scratching his chin and looking down at his papers.

"Any down sides?" Douglas asked folding his arms and leaning on the table.

"Um... not really, well uh my wife is kinda weirded out about it, but uh..." he sighed. "We've been on the way out for a while, she uh, well I don't think i'm gonna be married this time next year, or hell next week for that matter. Not that it matters much, I mean look at me." he said flexing his arms, his face still looking a bit sad. "I really thought maybe we could make it work, but," he took in a deep breath now and rested his arms on the table. "I liking this, new me, new body, I thinking of treating it as a kinda fresh start." he finished still seeming a bit sad but more happy then the latter.

"Is there anything else, anything you feel like telling us about your experience." Douglas asked looking at the bull with a slight smile now.

"Just that uh... well I can't really describe it, I just feel better." Carter said leaning back in his chair a bit.

"Better?" Lassiter asked reflexively.

"Yeah, you know, Sky's bluer, the grass is greener, like uh... It's hard to put to words. I just feel like everything is better, that's all I can really say about it." Carter finished seemingly lamenting on his inability to expand on his thoughts.

"Hmm, well that's all for now Doctor, if we can think of anything else we'll be in touch." Douglas said extending a hand and shaking the bulls, Lassiter did the same.

The two agents exited the tent and looked around, the sun was still high in the sky, they had work to do.

"So Lassiter, your out of Pittsburgh right?" Douglas asked walking towards their next interview.

"Yeah, your Philly?" Lassiter asked glancing over to a group of bulls laughing.

"Yup, this is all really fucking weird right." Douglas said noticing Lassiter's gaze lingering on the bulls.

"Yeah, maybe more interesting than weird." Lassiter said without thinking.

"How so?" Douglas asked directing his gaze at the man next to him.

"Well, it just kinda is to me at least. People kinda lost their minds here for a while and now everything is back to normal, er "normal"." he said emphasizing the last word with his hands.

"I guess, but I mean you cant really call that normal." Douglas said nodding his head towards a group of heifers in a row all set up on milking machines. Some had udders, some just had breasts, all of them were clearly very relieved to be on the machines, a few watched the other bulls move around the space, a few even lingered on the two agents.

"Well yeah it's odd, but there are still people under all that fur and stuff." Lassiter said looking away from the milking machines and towards Douglas.

"Not saying they aren't, just sayin most people don't need to be milked, and most people don't fantasize about getting plowed while there getting milked." Douglas said looking away from Lassiter and forward towards their goal.

The next few interviews played out similar to Carters, every single person they talked to didn't want to change back, a few expressed reservation about certain aspects of their bodies to be sure. However, it all boiled down to pretty much the same reason. They loved their new body, most of them more than their old one. More muscles, more dick, more boob, more everything. A few of the heifers they talked to didn't like their udders but even then they admitted, without much coaxing, that they liked being milked.

Both Lassiter and Douglas felt more and more out of place as the day went on. After spending most of the morning and first hour of the afternoon talking the two were almost beginning to feel normal about everything. Desensitization was what Douglas called it. Lassiter agreed, one could only see so much weirdness before they either broke, or they accepted it or stopped caring. Neither man felt they that either had broke, so they felt they were somewhere in between acceptance and apathy.

"Next up is one... Mister Anderson. Mister John Anderson." Lassiter repeated to himself out loud.

"Yup should be over in... that one." Douglas said pointing towards a tent on their right.

The two walked over and held open the flap, both where flabbergasted by the sight. A moment of pure visceral sex was laid out before them. A light brown furred heifer was spread across a table, behind her was a bull attacking her ass with gusto and fury. The bull gritted its teeth as it drove into the heifers ass causing her to scream out with a loud MOOO. Both agents could not help but watch, it was in a way both repulsive in its presentation but enticing for the sheer spectacle.

After a moment the heifer blinked and looked up at the two agents her face cringed with embarrassment and the bull took note as well.

"Oh... uh sorry about that." the bull said pulling away from the heifer, both agents then noted the female curves on the bulls body, and saw the tits on its chests, large, round and plump.

"I'll be going." it said said in a feminine voice.

"Wait Mister Anderson we have a few questions." Douglas went to say at the bull after bringing himself back to reality.

"Right here." The heifer still laying across the table said in a feminine voice, tired but clearly satisfied by the look on her face. "Sorry about that, uh... me and Corrie have a standing arrangement and I thought you weren't coming till later."

"Mister Anderson?" Douglas asked turning his head to the side slightly.

"Yes" the heifer said sliding down the table and into a chair that she then pulled back to the table.

"I was under the impression that...." Douglas went to say but was cut off.

"I was a man." the heifer said resting her head in one of her hands.

"Uh... yes." Douglas said his mind still working to process the whole thing.

"Well I was, but now I'm kind of a woman, and a cow to boot." she said dryly looking at the two.

They went over there basic info package trying to get information about anything useful before they switched to Vix's list.

"So how do you feel since your transformation, any different." Douglas asked without thinking, he looked up to see a smirk on the heifers face.

"Well not much, other than the fact that I used to have a penis, and now I have tits and a vagina." She said almost laughing at the men's clear discomfort with the situation.

Lassiter took note and looked up at Anderson, "Mister..." he started to before he fumbled on his words thinking about how to address the heifer.

"If it helps you any people have been calling me J, it's a bit more neutral then John or Mister Anderson." she said smiling at Lassiter.

"Um right. Well J, you seem to be taking this all very well." Lassiter said "I guess. I mean if you say so right?" She said chuckling a bit.

"Are you?" Lassiter asked pressing the cow a bit further.

She sighed a bit and turned her head to the side tapping on the table a bit before she looked back over at Lassiter.

"I am trying my best to make the best of this. Honestly it's not that hard, didn't have a girlfriend before all this so that wasn't an issue. Haven't told my family yet, they just think I got exposed to some hazardous chemical or something, Christ that's gonna be a fun conversation." she said looking down and shaking her head. "But uh yeah back to your question. I still feel like myself, maybe a little different in certain respects," she said smiling with a renewed vigor. "But I'm still me.".

"So uh how do you feel, you know mentally, you ok in that respect." Lassiter asked taking point from Douglas who had leaned back in his chair clearly to weirded out by the heifer in front of them to press further.

"Mentally, uh... fine I guess. Once I was thinking straight again I felt a bit weird but uh honestly I guess I just kinda like being a woman I guess." she said rubbing the back of her head.

"More so than being a man?" Lassiter asked more so for his own curiosity then for the questionnaire.

"Not more really, maybe a better way to put it would be I like it the same. It's uh hard to compare in the moment you know. Oh... I uh guess you can't." she said looking at the two normal humans in front of her.

"Right, so if given the chance would you want to change back, or maybe change your gender back?" Lassiter asked looking down at the page and then up at the heifer.

She leaned back in her chair and held a hand to her face thinking for a while.

"I'd say yes to being human again but, maybe a no to the gender." J said after a while.

"Why?" Lassiter asked without thinking.

"Hmm, well maybe I would rather try it out again, or maybe a mix and match like Corry. Oh uh that was the bull you saw leaving a little bit ago. She, uh, she has an interesting thing going on." Anderson said seemingly drifting off a bit as he thought of her.

"Right, what about being human again? Most everyone we talked to seems to like being, well the way they are now."Lassiter said trying to understand more of the cows thoughts.

"Well, maybe I don't entirely mind it. Honestly everything about this feels pretty great. But there's still a bit of me that doesn't feel right. That being said I don't want this body off the table. I'd like to see the old me in the mirror from time to time but if I can wake up looking at this face in the mirror every so often I wouldn't mind." The heifer shook her head trying to think clearly. "It's just a lot to try and put into words, I'm just trying to figure all this out. What I like what I don't. Um, that's really all I can say. Was there anything else?" she asked looking between the two.

"Well, is there anything else you'd like to tell us, miscellaneous feelings and such." Lassiter asked.

"Well there is one thing." Anderson said rubbing her chin and looking down for long moment.

"Please continue were both professionals." Lassiter said wondering what made the heifer pause.

"Well I kinda down played it before when people asked but uh, I had a lot of uh. So you know that thing were people who lose and arm or leg say they can still feel it. Well for a while after and uh, still from time to time I can still feel my penis, like its there between my legs only its not." she said looking between both men with dead serious face.

"Right!" Douglas said clapping his hands together and speaking for the first time in a few minutes.

"Thank you for your time J, if we have anymore questions we'll come find you." Lassiter said smiling at the heifer, she nodded smiling back at him warmly.

After the two were a good ways from the tent Douglas looked over at Lassiter, "Well I wasn't expecting that." he said dryly as they walked towards their next interview.

"Yeah." Lassiter said thinking about the heifer, her body, seeing it being pounded.

"HEY!" a voice called out. "G-MAN!" it said again. Both turned to see the fox with a shark tail known running after them.

"Vix, um need something?" Douglas asked as she stopped and caught her breath.

"Yeah got something for you two, Molly Green." she said panting.

"She was the one that started all this, got the footage from the tapes analyzed and everything. She is patient zero along with her bull friend whom we still can't really place. Also the footage cuts out after a while, we can't really tell when she left but we know she's not here." Vix said taking a long breath.

"Well, that's helpful. Anything else?" Douglas asked.

"Not at the moment, how are the interviews going? Anything interesting?" She asked.

"Yeah go talk to Mister Anderson in that tent over there, I think you'll find her very interesting." Lassiter said pointing towards the tent.

"I thought you said Mister." Vix asked.

"I did." Lassiter said back plainly.

"Oh, well I've got some time, thanks I'll keep you posted if we find anything else out about this Green person." Vix said waving the two off as she walked over to Anderson's tent.

Both agents looked at each other and shrugged.

"Who's next on the list?" Lassiter asked?

"A Doctor Tamara Wensor." Douglas said looking at a list of names.

After a bit of trouble finding the good doctor the two finally tracked her to the milking station that they had passed earlier. It was up in the air as to who she was though, so the agents asked. Heifer after heifer said no until a voice perked up and said, "That's me."

The voice belonged to a four legged bovine, looking up at the agents with a bit of curiosity.

"Doctor Tamara?" Lassiter asked looking down at the cow.

"Yes, can I help you?" she said looking between them.

The two asked there questions, and got there normal answers. A fuzzy haze right up until a few days ago when the cops rolled in. Then Vix's questions.

"How do I feel." Tamara said back at them looking at them and then past them thinking. "Fine I guess." she said plainly.

"But your a..." Douglas went to say.

"Cow" She finished the thought.

"Well, yes, but I mean your an actual cow." Douglas said.

"Well yes, but I still feel fine well physically at least, could we maybe continue this in my tent ?" she asked.

Both agents nodded as she finished being milk by the machine. A rather large bull came up behind her and unhooked her udders. Douglas looked away but Lassiter found his eyes lingering on the process.

After that the two hoofed it over to the cows tent and took a seat as she sat on the other side of a table waiting for them to continue.

"So I feel like this is a given but if you could be turned back, would you." Douglas said crossing his arms and shifting his weight to one side.

"You guessed right on that, god I miss having thumbs, but uh I'm not really um..." She stopped stammering a bit as she tried to adjust her train of thought.

"Doctor please me and my partner have heard a lot of odd things today feel free to share." Lassiter said.

"Ok, well yes to being human again 100%, but that being said I wouldn't mind being a cow now and again." she said looking at Lassiter.

"Hmm, so like one of the other cow people or as you are now." Douglas asked looking at the heifer.

"Like I am now." Tamara said bluntly.

"Why?" Douglas asked a bit of disbelief on his voice.

"That's kinda complicated." she said looking away and down from the men.

"Doctor please." Lassiter said comfortingly.

"Ok, so I was, and probably still am a shitty person. I vented on people under me, and on some of the lab animals, even in the moment I knew it was wrong but uh." She sighed. "I can't really justify it even now. Being like this, well I was kinda there the whole time. Just in the background as I got used, passed around from bull to bull just kinda like one of the animals in my lab. I had a lot of time for introspection between the mind shattering orgasms. But uh towards the end of it all while everybody was still crazy this one bull, big burly muscles the biggest dick you ever saw came over to me and just ravished me, not with his dick but with his tongue. He was the first one their the only one really that put me first over his own pleasure, um were kinda a thing now." she said smiling and blushing as she saw the keen interest on Lassiter's face and the confused stunned look on Douglas's. "Long story short I like it when he's there for me. Like I'm his to protect and uh, other stuff. If I were human then well I, I'm not really sure I'd feel the same around him, or if he would around me. Plus I kinda feel like this is what I get for being a shitty person most of my life."

"Um, well thanks for that Doctor." Lassiter said flipping to the next page on his board.

"Yes, I think that will be more than enough for all our questions." Douglas said clearly wanting to be out of the tent.

"Wait one last thing, you know a woman by the name Molly Green, works here?" Lassiter asked.

"Hmm, Molly. Yeah she works a few doors down from me her friend Cindy is over in the tent across the way." Tamara said plainly.

Both men thanked her and walked over, entered and found Cindy sitting alone at a table, she seemed surprised by the intrusion but offered the men a seat. They talked, running through the normal questions, and then through Vix's questions, her answers were no different than that of the others. Until they got to Molly.

"So you and Molly knew each other well." Lassiter asked.

"Very, since school."she said looking at the Agents, but in a weird way Lassiter thought.

"Did you know she wanted to, uh, do this." Douglas asked pointing to Cindy's bovine body.

"Honestly, she told me all about her plans a few weeks ago, but I just thought she was drunk." Cindy said looking at the agents and speaking plainly.

"You knew?" Douglas asked incredulously.

"If your friend told you, hey I wanna a summon a demon and turn a bunch of people into cows would you believe them?" Cindy said shrugging.

"That's actually a fair point, also did you say demon?" Douglas said raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, or ghost, or god, or whatever that black bull she called master was, it wasn't human, or of this world." Cindy said looking at the two and then past them. Lassiter caught the slightest smile forming at the creases of her mouth as her eyes shifted upward slightly. It confused him, but did not register as odd.

"Any ideas were she could have gone." Lassiter asked.

"Nope, I haven't talked to her since, uh..." it took her a minute to think about it, "probably the second day of the orgy. Everything around then is fuzzy." she said folding her hands back together on the table.

"Ok, thanks, you've been helpful, but stay here and if you think of anything else come find us, or call us. Your friend's in deep, don't help her out or you will be too." Douglas said plainly without force as he handed her a business card.

Douglas got up and Lassiter followed, he looked over at him.

"So ideas?" Douglas said looking to the younger man.

"Nope, check in with everyone else maybe?" Lassiter suggested as they exited the tent.

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Back in the tent Molly pulled the flap closed and took her seat opposite Cindy.

"That was so fucking cool, you gotta show me how to do that." she said looking at her friend. She had turned invisible to the cops. She was still there plain as day to Cindy but the cops had acted as if no one else was in the tent even when they had looked right at her and Molly made some lewd gestures.

"Some other time, I gotta get going. For real though were probably not gonna see each other for a while." Molly said a bit somberly.

"Why, cause you're working for an Egyptian goddess now." Cindy said leaning back in her chair.

"Well when you say it like that." Molly said making a face, Cindy laughed a bit.

"Yeah, yeah, just call me some time, this shit is fun." Cindy said giggling a bit.

Molly liked her friend all the more so now that she was also bit nutty for her new body and the potential it had. In time she would come back, teach her a few things she had learned and have some fun with her and whoever was nearby, for now though Bast had plans for Molly.

Molly nodded at her friend and said goodbye, then she stopped seeing the FBI man's card on the table and smiled.

"I'll just take this." Molly said standing up.

"Why?" Cindy asked watching her friend walk out the tent.

"What's the fun in being wanted and on the run if your not being chased." Molly said leaving the tent and her friend.

Molly walked through the sea of cattle unnoticed by them, she could have ruled them but she knew that leaving was the best option. Not just because a literal god had said it was. Molly knew sooner or later she was going to give the people their freedom back, not their bodies, where was the fun in that. Now however there were other things to worry about.

What did Bast want, what was this large plan of hers, how did she and the Spirit fit into it. She found herself well outside the wall of the compound as she pondered the question. Till of coarse the Spirit bumped into her.

"Said your goodbyes?" he asked smiling wryly.

"Yup, we good to go?" she asked stretching

"Cars ready and waiting a few more miles away." he said crossing his arms.

"You have any idea why Bast wants us running around transforming people." she asked.

"Nope." he said.

"You wanna?" she asked back.

"I'm just glad she didn't send me back to the void. Plus we can still have our fun, just not to much at once." he said turning and walking in the direction he had said the car was.

"Still though." Molly said walking after him.

The Spirit shrugged as he walked.

"Look, don't and I mean do not try and understand her. Gods are enigmatic, some are benevolent because if they do bad things they feel bad, some do good because they like the attention it gets them, and some like to watch people suffer for kicks." The Spirit said.

Molly looked up at him knowingly.

"Don't you do the same thing?" she asked.

"Me, no I don't make people suffer I just make them honest with themselves. The human mind is nothing but a collection of horny ideas chained up by emotional baggage. All I do is cut the chains and have some fun with the aftermath, and maybe make them squirm a bit." he said smiling at Molly.

Molly thought about that for a while as they walked towards their ride, and the next few weeks. Molly didn't linger on it to much, after all she liked making things squirm a bit as well.

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It was a job, a job that was paying well, a job that was a bad idea, a job that was dangerous. He could be noticed by any number of people. But this was an opportunity as well. The people that ran this place needed it scrubbed, and he needed more data, more nanites, more money.

The man had done most of that already, scrubbed any incriminating data from local systems, gotten a few more vials of nanite concentrate from the labs, and was in the process of tapping into that fox ladies computer. He was many things, hacker, infiltrator, and mercenary, all for his own goals, and for others goals. He smiled ever so slightly as he saw the transfer complete. He carefully erased any signs he had ever even existed and then walked towards the tent flap. He opened it to see Gerry.

Gerry saw the man dressed up in state trooper gear and thought nothing of him, even though something about him rang familiar.

"I thought all you guys were on the perimeter?" he asked the man.

"All the porta johns out their are taken, or way to nasty to use, could ya point me towards a real bathroom if you don't mind." he said smiling.

Gerry blinked and pointed to one of the buildings.

"Thanks fed." the man said walking past Gerry and into the crowd of other people around the tent.

Gerry lingered for a moment, the voice sounding familiar, the tone sounding familiar, the man seeming familiar. Then someone called his name and Gerry went over to see what was up, the man already gone from memory.

Hours later a call was made, data was erased and money was exchanged with thanks and promises of discretion and more work once the authorities were looking else were. The man sat at a table, looking over data, finding his interest there and not in the money he had made. The possibilities were endless he saw, he needed only a sample, needed a bit more capital, well a lot more capital. Then maybe his true goals could be met without seeking help from the outside.

He ran through a list of contacts looking for help that would give him both the money and the material he would need.

He looked up at the ceiling and frowned knowing who his only option was.

"The Russian." he said aloud, the disdain in his voice clear and plan.

"Hey babe I'm back, you make dinner?" The man looked behind him at the voice and smiled, he could worry about his own issues later. For now he needed to sell his girlfriend on take out.