"Coulson, we've got a breach. Not sure of where it's coming from or who, but something is happening, and quickly." Coulson leaned over Agent Sitwell's chair, expression calm.
"Find out who, first, then where. See what they're trying to get into, and throw something up to stop them, or force them down another information path." Sitwell, nodded and began typing. Coulson straightened, arms crossing over his chest, waiting.