A black unmarked escalade with blinking lights darts through town like a bat out of hell, coming to a stop before a large mixed use high rise in the middle of manhattan. Two individuals, Don and Sarah, with dark suits and sunglasses exit the vehicle, and they flash some kind of ID to a nearby cop who nods and allows them to park in the emergency zone. They enter the high rise and speak to the manager, a young woman who was just surrounded by officials and other building people.