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Aker Philadelphia Shipyard, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

11:20PM

Jason Bourne rubbed his hands together for warmth. It was a cold night, the weatherman had predicted snow. This gave him all the more reason to get off the office roof. Looking around to make sure he was still unseen, Bourne made his way over to a hatch.

Sliding open the metal grating, Jason could see a ladder leading down to a janitor's closet. Bourne quickly climbed down into the darkened room. Opening the door, Jason peered into the hallway; seeing nothing, he decided to head to the target. His target was the shipping manifest, located on the boss's computer. After making another scan of the hallway, Bourne carefully opened the door to the main office.

Inside was a sparsely decorated room; only a metal desk with a comfy chair behind it and two metal chairs in front of it. Behind the desk were several filing cabinets, and to the right of the desk was a door, presumably leading to a conference room. Quickly, Bourne walked to the desk, and was glad to see the computer simply in sleep mode. Even better, no password was required to access the machine. Plugging a black USB drive into a slot on the computer, Bourne began searching for the files he needed. Just as he found the files, however, Bourne heard footsteps echoing in the hallway.

Hurriedly turning the computer's screen off, Jason quietly entered the conference room adjacent to the main office. Luckily, the blinds were down over the windows in the room. Peering through them, Bourne could see a guard with an ill-fitting uniform walk in. Curiously, the guard didn't seem to be searching for any intruders, but looking for something else entirely. As Bourne waited in the conference room, the guard began pilfering through one of the filing cabinets. Suddenly, the man stopped and pulled out a seemingly-random file. Putting the file beneath his gray-blue uniform, the guard walked out and closed the door, not once looking at the computer.

Breathing a sigh of relief Jason walked out of the conference room and went back to the computer. Turning the screen on, Bourne was able to quickly download the file to his USB. Pulling the drive out of the computer, Jason walked out of the office, careful to close the door behind him. Bourne looked at his watch. 11:28. He needed to get into position, and fast.

Bourne scrambled up the ladder in the janitor's closet and back onto the roof. Worryingly, he could see that the amount of guards had increased drastically. Something important had to be happening. Unfortunately for him, his only way down, a metal pipe on the side of the building, was being blocked by a couple of guards.

However, before Jason could come up with an alternate plan, there was a commotion at the front gate. The two guards below hurried away. Some problems solved themselves. Looking at the gate, Bourne could see a black SUV pulling through the entrance. With no time to look further, Jason grabbed onto the pole and silently slid to the ground.

Across the courtyard, Bourne could see several stacks of shipping crates, one taller than the others. Sprinting across the yard, Jason made for the tallest stack. Luckily, he made it without being spotted. Grabbing onto a metal wrung on the side of a blue crate, Bourne swung himself up and began climbing to the top.

Across the way, he could see a clearing at the far end of the sea of shipping containers. There, a black sedan was already waiting. As Jason finally got to the top of the crates, the black SUV arrived. Bourne pulled a scope out from his pocket. Through it, he could see two men emerging from the SUV. Near the sedan, two European-looking men stood and watched. He couldn't hear what they were saying, but Bourne could tell that this was a very important meeting

Bourne leaned closer to get a better look. From what he could tell, the men from the SUV were Americans, and the men from the sedan were Europeans, most likely south Europeans. Before he could examine anything further, however, he heard noises down below him. It appeared that two guards were below him, and may have seen him.

Bourne quickly backed into the shadows. He began to reach for his gun. Before he could finish, however, Bourne could hear a scuffle going on below him. When he peaked his head out for another look, pistol at the ready, Bourne could see the two guards lying on the ground, out cold. Puzzled, Bourne wanted a closer look, but instead was forced to look back as two shots rang out across the shipyard.

Fumbling for the scope, Bourne saw the two American men lying on the ground, presumably dead, and the Europeans heading back for their car. Jason also saw the same guard from the office earlier was sprinting towards the black sedan. Suddenly, alarms began going off across the yard. Taking that as his cue, Bourne quickly began to scramble down from his perch.

Sliding down the side of a crate, Bourne could see several guards heading his way. Finally reaching the ground, Bourne made a run for the dock sticking out into the ocean. Before he could make it, however, a trio of guards just about walked into him. Taking advantage of their surprise, Bourne quickly launched a punch into the stomach of the first guard, bringing him to the ground. The second guard, still in the process of being surprised, was no trouble either as Bourne spun and delivered a kick into the back of his knee. Another kick to the side for good measure made sure the man was out cold. The last guard, smarter than the rest, had managed to get his pistol out of its holster.

As the man brought his weapon to bear, Bourne took hold of the hand with the gun and used the guard's own momentum to flip him over his shoulder. Kicking the gun away, Bourne resumed his run for the docks. Luckily, the guards seemed to be concentrating on the commotion back at the SUV, rather than the small pier Bourne was heading for. Shots ringing out across the facility, though none aimed at him, gave Bourne an added interest to getting away from the facility as fast as possible.

Seeing the shore not far away, Bourne jumped into the cold water and began making his way to the nearest dry land, putting as much distance between himself and the facility as possible. With luck, no one would even be able to place him at the scene. Feeling the weight of the USB drive in his pocket, Jason Bourne considered this mission a success.