Sombra stood in Winston's office, hunched over a computer. Reaper stood beside her, his arms crossed.
"Yeah Gabe, the message has gone through alright" Sombra said.
She spoke into her earpiece: "The message is delivered, but I have a plan. OK up your end?"
Her earpiece crackled. "Hi it's Widowmaker, Doomfist is fighting someone, so I didn't think he could talk right now."
"Oh, OK." Sombra turned to Reaper, "We should probably hurry up then."
"So what are we going to do?"
"I could delete the message easily," she said, "but if members have already read it, like Tracer, then we cant stop them."
Gabriel looked around the room, at the many computers, whiteboards and notebooks. Then, he spotted something.
"Hey, Sombra, check this out."
It was the list of people Winston wanted to recruit.
"ppft," Sombra said, "he wants Hana Song. that girl from the movies? come on."
"I heard she's actually a pretty good shot." Reaper said. "Hey, I recognise her. Pharah is Ana's daughter. the one Widowmaker shot."
"Oh yeah, her."
Sombra turned away from the paper, and back to the computer. "There. I've blocked the message, so now all we can do is sit and hope no." one has looked at it
"Well," Reaper said, waving the list. "While we're waiting, why don't we go and visit Winston's friends?"
Sombra smiled wickedly. "Come on, there's not much left here."