2 PM Lone Gunman Offices
Langly and Frohike work on their respective projects across from each other.
"Frohike progress report please, where are you at on that?" Langly tucked a loose lock of blonde hair behind his ear.
"The eyes are ready. I'm squeezing some fine-tuning in. After this we grab a spool of wire and the tool kit. You got your ears ready?"
"Yup. Same as you, some final tweaking." Looking past Frohike to a closed door. " Man, their plan is either too complex, or they have modified it several times." Loosely pointing a screw driver at the closed door "They have been in there way too long."
"Or " Frohike began pulling gear into army green duffel bags. "They have been done for the last..." looking at his watch "hour and a half, and decided not to bug us."
"I'm just glad Modell was cocky enough to give up the location ahead of time, we can have it bugged tonight before dawn."
Byers emerged from the closed door "You guys set?"
"Yeah" Frohike slung a bag over his left shoulder. " We are almost rolling."
Byers drew close to both men. Looking behind to the room he just left the agents in. "When you get done, get back here ASAP."
Continuing to stare at the door, " I need you to make the two way system each of the agents will be wearing as bullet proof and powerful as possible."
"But, The whole warehouse will be wired, for sight and sound, we can monitor their every movement, thought the plan was..."
"Forget the plan" Langly and Frohike looked dead at Byers, then at each other, then back at Byers who continued " Mulder was right, we need the most powerful and concealable communication device for them and me. For this mission to be pulled off, they have to hear me. If they can't hear me, they are as good as dead."