Jarron walked out of the conference room truly worried for the first time in years. How could he have let this happen? Could Jack have really made it this far? Jarrron had thought his information on the situation was better then this. Clearly he had been wrong. There were so many things he wanted answers to. Who was this Catherine, and why was Jack so interested in her? There was also the question of this Vampire Johnson who also had an interest in this girl, but why? Why this team of runners? In all respects they were young and very inexperienced. What had Jack seen in them that had caused him to use them as he had? Did they even know how close they were to danger? One thing was clear, Jarron would not allow Jack to call all the shots. He needed some of his own men on this, and Jared had a feeling he knew just the two for the job.
As the team sat in silence in the conference room the door suddenly opened and two men walked in. The men had surprised looks on their faces when they saw they were not alone. Katya stepped over to Catherine "Who are you?" The two men at first seemed to not know how to speak. It was clear they were trying to assess the situation. One of them finally found his voice and said "Jarron asked us to come to conference room." "Well that explains why you are here, but still does not answer the question of who you are." Katya being who she was did not like dealing with what she felt were stupid people. "My name is Fo, and this is Gnar, we work an odd job or two for Jarron when he has the work to give us." No sooner had Fo said this when Jarron stepped into the room. Looking at the two new arrivals Jarron said "Thank You for coming. Have a seat, we have a lot to go over."
The two newcomers were filled in on who The Void was and his plans of obtaining his new body. As Jarron spoke and listened to what was going on he kept thinking he should tell them the truth, but he pushed the thought aside reasoning that they were not ready for such things.
"You are on your own folks. I cant be with you during this conflict, and besides I have other things to attend to. If there are no other questions I will take my leave." Jarron looked out at the group waiting for someone to ask the right questions, but the group remained silent. Sighing a heavy sigh Jarron said his good byes, set the permissions back on the door to the conference room, forwarded the surveillance on the room to his secure comlink, sent an email to his staff to help the runners in anyway they needed, and then turned and walked out of the door. "So the war has begun, and as a General in other battles I have just sent my troops into the line of fire. God help me and forgive me for what I must do next!"
