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Was he planning on shooting the guy? She shook her head, finger to her lips, hoping they would just go away if they were quiet....yeah, right. The door opened, light flashed, Solia covering her eyes with a quickly riased arm, and by the time she could see again, Adrian had the guy, gun against his head. "I don't know...there's a ton of them out there!" She rubbed at her eyes, still seeing sfter-images of the flash. "What did you do? I can barely see!" She shook that away, turning her focus to their prisoner. "Okay, one wrong move, and you know what happens," she said in a low whisper. This was making her feel sick, wrong, but she had to push it away. "Who are you guys looking for? Who are you with?"

"Release me immediately!" the guy said, hate blazing in his eyes, voice too loud for Solia's liking! "You are innterupting a work of vital importance! We have clearance to kill anyone who-"

"Oh, shut up!," she snapped, slapping a hand over his mouth. "What do we do?" she asked Adrien, while looking at the guy. His outfit ticklied something in the back of her memory, particularily the acronym blazed across his chest. T.A.N.C. Where had she seen that before? Earlier today....Oh, you have got to be kidding me. "I think he's with the police or something, I saw a ton of guys in the street earlier, surrounding some kids...then a freak tornado exploded, and...and they were threatening to, to take down...to kill the kids." Claire. WHat if they were searching for Claire? Were they going to kill her, too?