Snippet #942406

John Marston looked at the cab window at the three story building. "Thank you. I guess this is the HQ." He gets out in his rain slicker and tips the cabbie a few dollars. "Have a good night." he says as he walks up to the door. 'Wow...they said I'd feel at home at the new office building. Didn't know it look so much like the FBI HQ. just add about 53 stories and your good.' he thought.

He walks in and is greeted by the dispatcher. "Hello miss. I'm here representing the Federal Bureau of Investigation," he pulls his green orders folder out of his little suitcase that as all his gear and gives it to her. "I have orders that give me access to all your records, officers, any rooms i may need, and all your help." He gives her his best 'I'm happy to be here' smile, which he probably messed up, and asks "Where in this building can I have the best view of the city? and can you page the other officers and tell them we will be having a meeting in the meeting room around midnight tonight? I'd like every one there."