It started out small enough.
There was a purchase made, taking ownership of a large warehouse at the docks. The exterior of it did not change, but the interior did. Windows were sealed from the inside at the same time air purifiers were installed. Exterior ventilation ducts were closed and welded shut while internal ducts were ripped out and rebuilt so they can be sectioned off and closed, if the need arose. The walls from the interior were reinforced and hardened. The doors outside were reinforced with additional security doors on the inside.
The supporting pillars were analyzed and reviewed for weeks while the other construction was going on. Precise charges were placed on the pillars and the rafters and then reinforced themselves. Several points on the floor were studied, finding points where they could break through and tunnel under, creating new caverns and entire floors underneath. Those structures were reinforced and lined with charges as well. Equipment was shipped in night and no equipment was ever seen outside of the cargo haulers.
From the outside, it looked like a heavily guarded warehouse, but inside it was a command center with layers below. Outside patrols were in plain clothes augmented by cameras and sensors along the parameter. Inside was even more secure: randomized patrols in armor, droid turrets, and state-of-the-art detection and monitoring systems.
The work required months of effort. The buildup of security forces was gradual to avoid any scrutiny. The construction occurred at night, the sound being muffled by white noise generators both inside and out to counter the sounds of heavy construction. He was there, several times at night, supervising the work. Every piece that went in went past him. He reviewed each change for days before he allowed it to happen. Through his constant involvement in the project, there was little he did not know about this new facility: both its strengths and its weaknesses.
Though at some point, no one seemed to notice something strange going on. People would soon begin to disappear around the docks: homeless, sailors, dock workers. People began to investigate and to give concern: so did their families. There were investigations going into it, at least those that were reported as missing. There was very little to go on: some of the crime scenes had small traces of a powerful knockout gas, but there was nothing else. So few traces as to why they were targeted or where they were.
There was a purchase made, taking ownership of a large warehouse at the docks. The exterior of it did not change, but the interior did. Windows were sealed from the inside at the same time air purifiers were installed. Exterior ventilation ducts were closed and welded shut while internal ducts were ripped out and rebuilt so they can be sectioned off and closed, if the need arose. The walls from the interior were reinforced and hardened. The doors outside were reinforced with additional security doors on the inside.
The supporting pillars were analyzed and reviewed for weeks while the other construction was going on. Precise charges were placed on the pillars and the rafters and then reinforced themselves. Several points on the floor were studied, finding points where they could break through and tunnel under, creating new caverns and entire floors underneath. Those structures were reinforced and lined with charges as well. Equipment was shipped in night and no equipment was ever seen outside of the cargo haulers.
From the outside, it looked like a heavily guarded warehouse, but inside it was a command center with layers below. Outside patrols were in plain clothes augmented by cameras and sensors along the parameter. Inside was even more secure: randomized patrols in armor, droid turrets, and state-of-the-art detection and monitoring systems.
The work required months of effort. The buildup of security forces was gradual to avoid any scrutiny. The construction occurred at night, the sound being muffled by white noise generators both inside and out to counter the sounds of heavy construction. He was there, several times at night, supervising the work. Every piece that went in went past him. He reviewed each change for days before he allowed it to happen. Through his constant involvement in the project, there was little he did not know about this new facility: both its strengths and its weaknesses.
Though at some point, no one seemed to notice something strange going on. People would soon begin to disappear around the docks: homeless, sailors, dock workers. People began to investigate and to give concern: so did their families. There were investigations going into it, at least those that were reported as missing. There was very little to go on: some of the crime scenes had small traces of a powerful knockout gas, but there was nothing else. So few traces as to why they were targeted or where they were.