She sat on the park bench. Ducks akimbo and the sun out back. She was waiting. Waiting for someone, who was not known. A person with a face, arms, and legs. She didn't know why, she just waited. "If we pull this off, we're set for life!" A voice said behind her. As the silence punctuated the sentence, she could feel a rush of memories, knowledge and training flooding her brain like endorphins after feeling the right amount of pain. The person was gone. The person didn't matter. All that mattered was code. "If we pull this off, we're set for life!"

Joan was activated. Why was unclear, but she knew she had where she had to report to.