Asra sighed and got up in the as the hours rolled on, having taking a nap after her night out upstairs. He had woken her spotter with just a shake of her shoulder and the statement, "We've got orders." Where the orders came from, of course, she hadn't deigned to mention. They just had orders. She headed down and found a perch in a nearby building, relatively concealed across from a motel in the Red Light District.
She pointed across to the building. "Target should be on the 6th floor, fourth room in. Can you see them?" She worked on getting her gun together as she relied on her spotter to... well... spot.