The yalmaha descended from the heavens with only the lite whine of its anti-gravitic generators giving out the only sound. Rain drops streaked off of it's silvery surface, reftecting back the image of the sky as it drifted two feet off the ground. There was no other movement from it, no sign that anyone was inside, its windows were tinted darkly so no one on the outside could see in but anyone inside would be able to seet out.
Seated quietly inside Luvii and Devven looked out the windows at the passing pedestrians as they went about their business in Omni Entertainment. They stared out towards the ground level entrance of the building they had parked next to, watching for any movement in and out. After a moment Luvii turned to her husband and spoke.
"This is the place then huh?"
Devven turned to the windshield of the yalmaha and touched it with his finger. Upon its surface a grid map and coordinates came to life, giving the two operatives all the information they needed to know. "Yeah, that's the place, Building 34." Amanda's husband touched the windshield once more and a portrait of a man came up this time while to the side of it informational text scrolled up.
"Mr. J. Bullock lives on the twentieth floor." As Devven said it he leaned forward and looked up to see with his own eyes how far up they had to go. Amanda did as well and sighed.
"So what did Mr. Bullock do to deserve special attention from Reform?" she asked her husband.
Devven pauses and reads some of Mr. Bullocks background and case file as the information scrolls up on the windshield before he responds to his wife. "Seems he's been caught talking to clanners and going to their rallies. He's even gone to their territory without getting the proper permissions."
Amanda frowns and that and shrugs. "So what? There's no law in the books stating that a citizen has to have permission to travel anywhere on this planet.....other than going to the alien controlled parts but that would be insane! Why's Mr. Bullock so special?
Devven turned and looked outside at the passers by. " Mr. Bullock is a researcher with Omni-R&D. His particular research group is working on some very confidential stuff, very alien technology oriented stuff. Well, you can imagine that his superiors would get su****ious if he started talking to the clans."
Amanda nods. "They're afraid he'll defect and give the clans all the information they want about what Omni is working on."
Devven nods, "Yep."
The married couple sat there for a moment longer before eighter of them said anything. But they both knew they had to get to work.
"Alright, lets get going." Devven said as he reached over to open the access hatch on his side.
The sun was breaking through the stormy clouds up overhead already. Devven stepped out and walked to the rear of the yalmaha. He opened it up and reached in for his Perenium Blaster. He hooked on a strap and swung the rifle around his shoulder. Once he was sure the rifle was securely snugg next to him he grabbed his black trenchcoat with its Omni-Reform insignia on the shoulder and put it on.
"You think your gonna need that?" Amanda asked refering to the rifle.
Devven shrugged. "You never know love." He walked away from the vehicle and with a hiss the trunk closed on its own accord. Devven walked around the levitating yalmaha and approached his wife. He kissed her lightly on the cheek and smiled.
"Ready to go?"
Amanda, a doctor of exceptional skill, put on her own Omni trenchcoat and gave him a smiling look.
"Let's get this over with."