A very ordinary looking man, not tall, not short, no remarkable facial features, no tattoos steps into the holo lounge at Canaria city.
Without looking directly at him the man notices his contact playing one of the Sirian games...pool its called. The ordinary man walks into the restroom, takes a really long piss waiting for the others to leave. After it clears out the man walks to the sope dispenser and turns the nob 3/4 around, opened it up and sticks a small data disk to the side, closed it, and turned on the faucet. He left the faucet running and made his way to the exit, boarded a zoner ship bound for Dublin and never looked back.
1 hour later at SCRA intelligence division
Message index:
-BAF military deployment schedules/planetform securty division
-Planetary defence command codes: Planet Harris, Tau-31
-Planetform communication encryption algorythms
-study on plate techtonics, northern continent of Harris
-meteorological conditions and their instabilities on Harris