Molly Green, aged 20, from Billings, Montana. On board with her uncle, Agent Sean Flynn, aged 42, also of Billings, Montana.
The latter had been one that Spy had been sure to look into when he had taken the assignment, it was always a smart plan to be aware of any other intelligence agents who were out in the open. On that thought, he checked the small handheld device hooked into the ship's intranet, firing back a quick response on the secure identity-blocked signal. He was enjoying fucking with the FBI Agent a bit too much, especially as he had little actual antagonism towards the Bureau or individual agents.
It was just too easy to wind the man up.
Crossing his arms over his chest, he watched the Agent's niece's movements with an objective eye. He hoped she had stretched before hand.