2016 03 11

Fri Mar 11 2076 Sergei Basbelov's private residence. The team met just before dusk, the target's owner was working late. His wife and son were at home. She was asleep in her room, the son laid awake watching a trid despite house rules. The group levitated across the street to the roof of the condo. Two guards on break, chatting maybe and then darkness. Tranqed without seeing anyone. They missed the alarm on the skylight and tripped it. Onigumo and Katral managed to fake the occupants out with a convincing voice change. Katral shorted out the alarm and they got in.