She pulled her head back from the binoculars, a scowl on her face.
The were all over the streets, and it was only a matter of time until the figured out which building she had entered.
Lissa tucked her hands into her trench coat pockets, feeling around for her flash gun. She hoped she wouldn't need it - it was so conspicuous, and a dead giveaway that she was part of the Blue Foxes.
The girl took a moment to swap her sunglasses, opting for a larger pair that obscured her face. Damn. She really loved those Lennon shades, too, she lamented as she dropped them in the trash.
She continued her way to the elevator, using the crowd as she dropped more of her old outfit, reapplied makeup, streaked her hair a blue color, and flipped her coat to the reversible side.
She patted her inner pocket, hidden in her shirt. The codes were safe, but for how much longer? She vanished into the crowd.