Damn it.
We get the containment unit here, and open it up to transfer him, and what do we find?
One of my Operatives, unconscious.
#772?
Gone.
I'm not sure how he did it, but he got out. The power never failed on the containment unit, and nobody saw him leave, but we open it up, and it's one of our men in there.
We checked him out, of course, and he passed a code-word test. It wasn't #772 in a nice costume or something. He doesn't remember how he ended up in there, but he remembers #772 punching him in the face during the escort back to the base. He was in a vehicle by himself, which was a breach in transport protocol. His counterpart was injured while they were capturing #772, though, and was being taken to a hospital, so he drove the vehicle alone.
I'm furious, of course, but only because I got a few good men hurt for no goddamn reason. I told the top brass that we needed more time to assess #772, and he proved me right. Again.
Maybe, this time, they will listen to me.
I've sent out units to search for #772, but I doubt we'll find him.
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