"Thank you for the intelligence, I'll take my leave." Damien nodded towards the Intelligence Officers and glanced at Devon. "We will meet again..."
Devon nodded back as the black-suited young man faded from existence, leaving behind a group of bewildered people. It reminded the intelligence operative of the clone ability.
"Truly a covetous ability." He mumbled to himself and turned his attention towards the Intelligence Officers. "Ensure that nothing about our meeting with Damien gets out of Langley."
"Have our hounds delete every shred of information that might point to the interaction between Block 5 and Block 7. None must know."
Hearing his words, the Intelligence Officers nodded in agreement. It wouldn't do well for either SIGIL Division if word got out about their cooperation.
Meanwhile...
Damien stood on the rooftop of a towering building adjacent to the Intelligence Headquarters. The edges of his lips rose as he held his briefcase tightly.
