She’d gotten really, really good at sitting on the precarious part of a rooftop. Tonight that meant just under the slouching eave. It kept the silhouette of the roof unbroken in case anyone happened to glance out from the tall building across the street, and meant that the rain beat a steady drip just left of her right hand, rather than directly on her. She listened to the patter of rain overhead for a few long seconds, focusing on that above the drone of traffic and foot traffic below. Any second now, she was going to hear…

There. The quiet hiss of the electronic door just below her perch, inside. Carrie — Robin right now, since she was on duty — immediately hit the switch on her jammer, then the button on her mic. She wouldn’t have long. The firewalls on this building were pretty good, and the system would boot up again and kick out her jammer in about 45 seconds. 48 seconds to be exact, but Robin liked to have a 3 second buffer. Just in case.

“…Shipment on the 23rd,” a quiet voice said, carried up from a floor below, through the wall, and into her earpiece. Robin smiled under her dark green shades as she began recording. Modified bliss, the voices told her. More potent, more expensive. More explosive. So that’s what had all the dealers whispering like excited schoolgirls. She counted the seconds silently, lip bitten, patience forced over her. She had a good post, but too much fidgeting would still give her away. And… there, she had it. Two names to look into, and a date to do it before.

She snapped off the jammer just as the system overrode it, and killed the mic before the extraneous signal could be picked up. Smiling wide and pleased, she patted the recorder like a dog that’d done a good fetch. This one would go to Jason, she knew he’d be all sorts of interested in getting his hands on those names. Next up was a quick run through the southside of Montgomery Field, to pick up the correspondance Kara was too busy tonight to stop in for herself. A busy night all around.

Not that she minded. Robin hopped lightly to her feet and scrambled up onto the roof proper, light footsteps (made even lighter thanks to the mod in her neck) taking her at a dash toward her next stop.