Liza arrived shortly before 11:00, landing as quietly as her namesake on the roof of the building next door. She took a moment to get her bearings. This time of night, the neighborhood appeared completely deserted. She noted that there seemed to be something taped to the front door, and used her Cat's Claw line to snag it.

She read the note, counted floors up from the ground level, then swung over to the meeting place. Peering in the window, she thought she saw a shadowy figure inside.

Was it proper etiquette to surprise an arms dealer? Liza didn't know. So she tapped on the window.