Hex slings her weapon to her back as she approaches the terminal. She reaches into her plate carrier and pulls out a small device which she plugs into the side of the screen. It flashes for a moment, then turns an amber yellow color. “Root access. Perfect.” She begins to dig into the system in search of their target. It did not take her long to locate his tracker, last active in the Genetics Storage area.

“Looks like the last ping from his tracker came from Genetics Storage” she says as her fingers continue to fly across the keyboard.

“I may be able to get camera access, but it will take me a second. Want me to try?”

“Up to you Hex. We need to get moving asap.”