Retribution.

True to his words, Hank calls her in thirty minutes. Reminding her that she has thirty minutes to get there.

"Where am I meet you?" She asks him on the call.

"Grey Street Garage..."

She immediately springs up from her chair, grabs all the documents from the table and hisses, remembering that place. She had been locked in a warehouse on the same compound for two nights. She inhales sharply and she's sure she's ready to go there.

Not like she has a choice anyway.

Anita sees her breeze right by but she doesn't say anything, guessing it's about the call that brought back her appetite momentarily. She sighs, wishing her boss well. If everyone in the whole wide world has to go through such thing, she'd never wish it on Ivy. She's basically the best boss she's ever had.

The best of the best.

Which is why she wishes her luck silently as the elevator doors close with Ivy inside.

As soon as she's on the ground floor, she dashes for her car, checking the time every few seconds. It takes about t