Specialty: Hacking || Dialogue: #DAA520
When Eve received the letter, it was her second time reading it.
"Miss Eve, your name has appeared in one secured databank," her AI, ION informed her. "What databank, ION?" she asked while still typing, hacking into something or other, it didn't matter now. "The databank belongs to an aliased username, which you've dete-" ION was interrupted, "-rmined to be a United States government agent. A very prominent one, and one of the few who know and have access to the records involving the Ward," Eve continued as she was looking through the databank. She found the file containing her name, and after a few moments of cutting through red tape, decrypting, and tricking the software, she was faced with the letter that was just sent to all previous members of the Ward, alongside their (updated) profiles.
She was not surprised when she received the letter, nor was she disturbed. She had no connections in the outside world, little property to hinder her, and at any point, she could simply not have existed in her location. Although, she was...torn about being brought out of retirement. While it was true that she enjoyed her work in the unit, the government never truly learned the full extent of her reach, or exactly who she was. Needless to say, various government agencies don't appreciate having partial information, but she imagined they would not like what they found should they discover the truth.
Regardless, she decided that hiding her tracks over the Net was easier than remaining a ghost in reality. And so, with a few key presses, she had never lived in her current apartment, which has been under maintenance for the past few months, and she had purchased a plane ticket to New York one week prior for a flight tonight.
At least, that's what the records showed.