It's a race between Airport Security, CPD, Homeland Security, the local FBI office, a brigade of marines and the Hoffmann Institute towards the firefight on the runway.
Security got there first and was ready to arrest everybody, but Z came through on her word and hacked the databases appropriately. The security teams quickly appologized to 'General' Larry and his team of counter-terrorist specialists and let them take control of the situation.
A few frantic hours later, and numerous jurisdictional disputes, and the Institute manages to get you away and back to the office.
"You did a fine job," Stanfield said, lighting up a cigar, back at the office's briefing room. "Couldn't have done it better myself in my prime. You saved the senator, and stopped the cultists from getting a way. A pity Cliff got away, but it probably couldn't be helped. He's smart, well organized and seems to have powerful forces supporting him. He's become a top priority target, above and beyond anything else right now. We're putting out the word to all our allies, he won't have anywhere to hide. It's just a matter of time before we found the hole he's scurried off to."
"In the meantime, files your reports and take a few days off. Get some R&R, you deserve it. We'll call you when something comes up. Again, congratulations on a job well done."
Z smiled at Cade, as she typed on her laptop. "I need to get some more search algorithms online for Cliff, but once that's done, wanna go get a beer? Celebrate another survival?"
OOC: You all gain enough EXP to reach level 6. Congratulations, another successful mission! Admitidly, one that took a while (my fault again), but I'm glad you've all stuck through with me. Thanks again for being one of the best groups I've ever run a game for, online or offline!
