As Viktor and Thomas make their way out the door James lights up another ciggarette then picls up the envelope that was taken from an AD officer, he opens it and reads the contents.
Team four.
Your orders are simple, you are to provide distraction to the local power here known as Fenrirs Fangs under the guise of their enemy Ascending Dawn, Several crates full of AD Armorments are at your disposal taken from our search earlier this year in their territory, wear them, The purpose of your mission is to keep suspicion from falling on the other teams as they search the ruins for it, we cannot let anything stand in the way of us finding it, you know as well as I what would happen were it to fall into anyone elses hands
Do not fail me.
No signature is given I don't like the looks of this... James pockets the letter and orders another drink.