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Good enough for me. As long as she listens.
After she’s set to go, Addie stuffs herself into the passenger seat next to me, and we drive to Jimmy’s office, forced to park a couple of blocks away. Sibby will have to walk the rest of the way, and this is the part I’m the most worried about. She’s bundled up and hardly recognizable beneath all the material, but Sibby has a definite… uniqueness to her.
Which she instantly proves when she hops out of the backseat, slams the door, and starts skipping down the sidewalk like a goddamn buffoon.
I groan, swiveling my laptop towards me and pulling up the live feed from her body cam. Addie leans into me to get a better view of the screen, enveloping me in her sweet jasmine scent. I inhale deeply, tempted to take a bite out of her just because she smells divine.
Soon. I’ll do that soon.
Her face is twisted into a mixture of amusement and concern.
Concern for the mission or concern for Sibby’s mental state, it’s hard to tell.
Addie has softened to Sibby, though. While still wary of her—which is the smartest thing to be—I think she sees Sibby for who she is. A lost girl looking for love and friendship. Even when she’s talking to her henchmen or irrationally angry because I ate the last Pop Tart—Pop Tarts I bought, by the way—she’s sweet, incredibly loyal, and pretty funny.
I still don’t know what the hell we’re going to do with her yet, but I’ll figure it out after Claire is taken care of.
Sibby is still skipping down 5th Avenue, earning looks ranging from I see this shit every day to I’m so tired of seeing this shit every day. She’s not the slightest bit perturbed by the negative attention.
I suppose she’s used to it.
Finally, she makes it to the block Jimmy’s office is on. Instead of continuing straight, she turns right and heads down a side street so she can get to his office from the rear entrance.
There’s not a lot of foot traffic on that side, making it a little less likely for her to be caught.
When she makes it to the door, she pauses, waiting for my signal. Jimmy has great alarm systems for an unruly teenager, but for me, it’s like breaking past a saltine cracker. His defense system crumbles beneath my fingers and within ten seconds, I’m giving Sibby the go-ahead.
She bends and starts picking the lock, making quick work of it, and opening the door moments later.
The office building isn’t very big, and I have the blueprints already pulled up on my computer.
“Turn left,” I direct when she comes up to a dead end. She does as I ask, making her way down a short hallway before it opens up to the receptionist area.
The obnoxiously large wooden desk smack-dab in the middle of the room is empty, Jimmy’s name displayed across the front. In case anyone was lost and wasn’t sure where they were, I guess.
The area is extravagant. Shiny white tile floors, gray walls, and plants placed around the room to bring life to it.
“Go past the desk. You see that door with Jimmy’s name on the plaque? That’s his office.”
“Isn’t his name all over the entire building?” she gripes. Addie snorts from beside me, listening in on the call with her own Bluetooth earpiece.
Sibby jiggles the door but finds that it’s locked, and no keyhole in the handle.
“Give me a second,” I say, opening my program to check the security system within the building. He has an automated lock on his door that can only be opened through the app on his phone.
I roll my eyes. Shit like this is so tacky and such a waste of money. Fancy security systems like these appear advanced, but really, it’s incredibly easy to hack into the app and unlock the door.
Pathetic, but it benefits me nicely.
“It’s open,” I confirm.
Quickly, she creeps into the room and shuts the door behind her.
“Is it safe to turn on a light?” she asks, her voice slightly muffled from the scarf.
“Yes, but use the flashlight I gave you,” I tell her. His office faces the backside of the building, but you can never be too sure.
He’s currently at a dinner with some colleagues and on his way to getting toasted on overpriced whiskey. I have Daya keeping an eye on him while I ensure that Sibby has no unexpected surprises. All it takes is an employee showing up because they forgot something.
