The bass shakes the floor, on and off the light flashes and with it the dense crowd of dancing women are revealed in the light and obscured in the darkness. Here, in the penthouse of a lone skyscraper of twisted chrome is where the Hornet makes her Nest. Girls in cages dance to the beat, gang members consume the spoils of their latest raid, but the Hornet herself readies herself elsewhere.
{No problem!} It takes a couple of minutes, during which the tablet heats up a worrying amount, but by the end it has fully unlocked. {Ok! Done. I've downloaded and backed up all of its contents, I've taken the liberty of removing all the security measures from the tablet.}
"Yeah!"
{You rock, Saph. After we've gotten everything back home, let's reformat it for our own use. Anything in there that I need to handle while I'm still at the warehouse, or tell Sheriff Winters about?}
She disconnects the link cable, then grabs a load of food to start hauling to the truck, setting that and the tablet in the back. Might as well take advantage of free food.
{Nothing immediately relevant. Hornet has been acting on Whispersilk's orders for a long time now, there's a chatlog between them going back years.}
She blows out a breath and nods, gathering the rest of the food, closing the back doors of the truck, and then hopping into the driver's seat.
{We're still working up toward Whispersilk. We'll get her eventually, though.}
She starts the truck and heads toward where Sheriff Winters has been hiding out.
The drive is uneventful, Sheriff Winters gives Rose a defeated look before her expression becomes one of bewilderment. Wait, that commotion, that was you?"