Mustang resident, Central, Amestris - Morning

[light_a_spark]

Roy had been on his way out of the door, setting off towards work when the messenger arrived. A quick exchange later and he was back in his living room, tearing open the Amestrian military seal. His eyes scanned over the few lines and he cursed underneath his breath

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[tricksy_spy]

Oh please, like Aly wasn't going to show up at the cursing whether it was under his breath or not. For one, she liked to learn new curse words and for another - well, wasn't that part obvious?

She stood on her toes to look over his shoulder at the letter then raised an eyebrow of her own. "How long has that been going on?"

[light_a_spark]

"I'm not sure," Roy shook his head and he handed the note to Aly. "A month at least. They've been hiding it well. I had Lieutenant Hawkeye keep an eye on the civilian reports. There's no way this is a coincidence."

[tricksy_spy]

She tilted the note up to the light just in case there was more there. "It's not obvious unless you see the pattern," she agreed. "Sounds like someone here knows how to be subtle. Think Riza could get us a the list of the entire contents of the warehouses? And what was taken?"

[light_a_spark]

"I think she'll be insulted you doubt that she can," he teased, but he was nodding. "I'll get her on it."