The police were to be sent in not too long after noon, Nass known to frequent a particular restaurant in one of the districts of the cit. The man's schedule, at least during most days, was not something kept secret by his company and so it was not hard to keep tabs on his public movements. A small task force had been assembled a block away, hidden from view by the emptied office that was commandeered to serve as a headquarters, of sorts, and a location for the press conference that would follow should nothing go wrong. Lathan Vel, a Human, was the public attorney assigned this task and he stood before a small bank of screens in the back area, looking at Nass, the images displayed coming from small cam (sic)