Weiss, Dixon, Nadia, and Jack were already in the briefing room when Sydney and Julia arrived. Sloane followed them in, and Marshall ran in a few minutes later.
Julia slid into a seat next to Nadia. "Hi, Aunt Nadia," she whispered.
Nadia smiled at her niece. "Hi, love. How are you?"
"Ahem," Sloane said, interrupting their conversation. Both Julia and Nadia snapped to attention. "As you know, we have discovered the location of Pyoter Ovganova's stronghold in the province of Allerbie, Moldavia." He pushed a button on his remote, and pictures of Ovganova and his warehouse / residence in Moldavia appeared on the screen. "We will be infiltrating Ovganova's stronghold by various means. Nadia, you and Dixon will be attending a party held by Ovganova's wife Nathalia." He slid two maroon folders across the table to him.
Dixon flipped open his folder. "A roller-skating party?"
Julia tried not to grin.
"You will drug Ovganova's cocktail – he prefers something called a Triple Alligator – and retrieve his key card to access the server room at the warehouse," Sloane said, apparently ignoring Dixon. "You will bring the key card back to Sydney, Weiss, and Julia, who will be waiting to enter the warehouse. You will enter the server room, hack the server to determine the location of the Kaplon Archives and steal Ovganova's laser-tracking device."
Marshall raised his hand a little nervously. "Uh… Mr. Sloane?"
"Yes, Marshall?"
"Ovganova's… um… laser-tracking device has a, uh, limited time span. It's really quite ingenious, something I wouldn't have minded creating myself, you know, if I was in this for evil, but -…"
"Marshall!"
"I mean, you'll have to use it almost immediately to find the Scharpinsky Scrolls." He dug into his pocket and came out with a large blue fountain pen. "See, this pen's ink is created especially for the Archives. It will extend the life of the tracking device to maybe an hour. So don't fire the tracking device until you're actually in the Archives. Otherwise, you know, it could shut off and you'd be lost in there and then, you know –…"
"Thank you, Marshall," Sloan said smoothly. "You leave tomorrow. Sydney, go over the blueprints of the building with Julia. That's all."