Welcome to Gaia! ::

*Gibson and Bree are both early arriving at the harbor, but it doesn't take long for the others to join them. A second SWAT Team has been assembled, and they convene outside the address Katoryn gave them. Due to time constraints and the fact that the house is a much smaller and strategically accessible location, the decision is made not to send Bree in to scout - fine by her, as she's just about running on empty by this point.

They enter in teams of three, one team at a time, the first one checking for traps before giving the all clear. There's only a few rooms in the house, so it doesn't take long for them to check the whole place out.

The building is empty. It appears to have been that way for some time now.*

All clear, Gibson. No sign of Y or the Liason... Heck, no sign anyone's been here at all for weeks. We have nothing.

*Gibson growls in frustration.* We never did.

Guys? I found something!

*Gibson, Bree, and the others follow DiNardo's voice, and find him shining his flashlight on a small coffee table. On the table is one of Y's portable tape recorders, with a mini DVD beside it.*

You don't have to listen if you don't want to, Bree. But we do.

*Picks up the recorder* He's trying to mess with our heads again. It's working. *Presses play*

Hello again, Agents. We want to thank you all for your assistance in judging the Greeter, especially you, Miss Landwalker. Mr. Spencer's performance was ultimately disappointing, but the information he has obtained from Leverage Consultants will prove invaluable to our agenda. We know you were hoping to continue where you left off with my Liason, but we're afraid that's not possible at this juncture.

Keeping in mind you are at a significant disadvantage, we have decided to leave you a gift. The disk in front of you contains vital information on several persons of interest. Some are potential operatives, while others are threats we both have a vested interest in eliminating.

Which of these individuals will be the subject of our next game? That decision is yours... But choose wisely. All decisions have consequences.

Best of luck to you, Agents. Remember - My associates and I are not the only things that go bump in the night.

*Jen's no computer whiz like McGinn, but she at least had the presence of mind to bring her laptop while their resident computer geek was indisposed. They pop the disk into the drive, and pull up the file list.*

Y certainly didn't give us any lack of options. There's gotta be at least three or four dozen files on here, each with an embedded piece of audio.

Well, the last time you were in one of their hideouts, they dropped half of it on you. That might have something to do with it.

She's right. Just cause no one's here doesn't mean the building is secure. We'll check the rest back at the station house.