[Most people are smart enough to give her a wide berth. The worst she gets is a side-eye or two from some of the intel guys.
Faye Lau isn't most people.
She folds herself quietly into the chair next to Lindianne. She's seen the photos by now. It's not her place to judge.
She's quiet for a long while, figuring out how best to parse all this.]
Rhodes and Benitez are figuring out how to plot metadata from the images onto a surveyor's map, maybe get us an address that way.
[She clears her throat.]
Benitez is also...concerned about the possibility of someone on the inside, within the BoO. Someone getting these smugglers past our security, somehow. That, or taking the missing persons out past our cordon. Either way, he thinks there's some kind of leak.
[A beat.]
He also thinks it's going to get way worse.
[The offer is there, subtle, between the lines: you can dip out now if you want. Nobody will think any less of you.]
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Faye Lau isn't most people.
She folds herself quietly into the chair next to Lindianne. She's seen the photos by now. It's not her place to judge.
She's quiet for a long while, figuring out how best to parse all this.]
Rhodes and Benitez are figuring out how to plot metadata from the images onto a surveyor's map, maybe get us an address that way.
[She clears her throat.]
Benitez is also...concerned about the possibility of someone on the inside, within the BoO. Someone getting these smugglers past our security, somehow. That, or taking the missing persons out past our cordon. Either way, he thinks there's some kind of leak.
[A beat.]
He also thinks it's going to get way worse.
[The offer is there, subtle, between the lines: you can dip out now if you want. Nobody will think any less of you.]