Knocking could be heard from the door. It looks like he is finally here.

[Come in.], says the director.

{Sir, analysis of the intel that agent Constantine acquired is complete.}

[Excellent, have you brought it here?]

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{Yes sir, it’s quite informative if I may add.}

[Really? What could SynthCo be hiding there?]

{Well, as Constantine found out, they were experimenting on aliens there.}

[Good lord… Any more information of this magnitude?]

{We also got a detailed floor plan of the entire facility including an adjacent bunker.}

[Brilliant. I always knew we could trust Constantine to get the job done. Now call in agent Owen, I’d like to have a talk with him.]