"Negative but it belongs to a Haley Utela, I can run a check through a few databases to see who she really is but I suggest you brace yourselves for a visitor or rather a few visitors."
The crew were alraleady armed. The voice of Jorex through the comms only made them more alert. Piettro kept an eye on Irene in the side mirror, she had stopped walking away.
"Soldiers, hope none of you are day dreaming back there. Tarent, keep an eye for any movement in your side mirror."
"Copy."
There was a sharp silence in the air as everyone waited for events to unfold. Irene was in the cold but the fear had drummed up enough adrenaline for her to feel nothing.
Haley slowly widened her curtain to get a better look at what was going on in the street below. What at first was an exciting scene was now becoming a possible battle ground...she only hoped her house mate would be left out of it.