Comfortably sitting in Talia's chair is the silhouette of a woman's form. The ease of her posture communicates confidence, rather than indolence. The sharp gleam in her eye and other telltale signs give Talia notice of the stranger’s deadly potential. Had this been an assassin, Talia is certain that she would be dead by now…
Incredulously, Talia checks and find that indeed her sidearm is in fact not loaded! Further examination reveals the micro-cell battery has been removed from her failsafe alarm as well.
Daunted by the implications of how deeply this stranger must have gotten to her without detection, Talia puts on a show of bravado regardless. “How dare you invade this place?! Who are you?”
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Eyes staying on the interloper, she draws her gun and depresses her Executive Panic Button..
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“Don’t bother. It’s been deactivated, and you will find that your gun isn’t loaded..”
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Further examination reveals the micro-cell battery has been removed from her failsafe alarm as well.
Daunted by the implications of how deeply this stranger must have gotten to her without detection, Talia puts on a show of bravado regardless.
“How dare you invade this place?! Who are you?”
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