Riggs looked around himself, it was definatly not safe for him here. "You know if it wasn't for the kid...my kid i would have left already, but you have my support at this...striking back, thing." He pushed aside his still full plate and grabbed the gutair case sitting next to him and slung it over his shoulder. He grabbed the picture of the girl and stuck it on the inside of his pocket leather jacket.

"Well mystery man, wheres this resistance of yours?"

“The name’s Nigel Banks,” said Nigel, extending a hand, “Glad to have you on board. I think it’s best we take my car. Don’t worry, I’ll send someone by to pick up your vehicles, but it is a little distinctive.”

Leading Riggs to the door he paused briefly until he received a signal that the area was clear of police before heading to his car and getting in. Once in he set off for the lab. Men were already on the move to pick up Riggs’s daughter, she’d be there once they arrived.

(OOC: You arrive after the meeting but before the group training)