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Abby went and knocked on the door of the room that we had identified as the HR office. It was kept under lock and key, and it also had cameras. From around the corner, I watched as the door opened and a guy in his mid-thirties peeked his head through. He caught sight of Abby and opened the door a little more. I could see his immediate interest in her, and I clenched my fists in repressed annoyance.
“Hi, I’m terribly sorry for interrupting you. I was hoping that someone could help me. I came across one of the public restrooms, and it looks like a guy with a missing leg fell in there. He mentioned something about suing,” she said.
“Where?” the guy asked. His spine straightened, and his eyes got large with worry.
“First-floor lobby bathroom,” she answered. She put her hands on her hips and stared up at him, blinking her long lashes.
He took notice of her beauty for a brief moment before he shook his head. “Was he okay?” He shut the door and locked it behind him.
“No, he blacked out at one point. He said something about a wet floor and no wet floor sign. He sounded like he was in a lot of pain,” she said, laying it on thick.
“Thank you for reporting it, Miss,” the man said with one more appreciative glance her way, then rushed to the elevators.
“I’ll keep an eye on him and give you a two-minute warning,” Abby whispered into her mic. She then stopped his elevator doors from shutting and entered. The doors closed, and I sprang into action.
I got to work with my lock-picking kit.
“Where are we on our wager, gentlemen? I’m already picking my lock,” I taunted.
We had decided to make this into a friendly competition, who could get in and out with what we needed without getting caught first. It raised the stakes, increased my adrenaline, and pushed us to be faster. With men, everything was better as a competition, and our group was no different.
“My girl just got her target to leave the office. I’ll be working on my lock in seconds,” Jones said. His choice of words weren’t lost on me:my girl.
He didn’t say that often, so he likely chose those words to muddle my thoughts. He knew what I wanted, a relationship, and he was not above trying to distract me with jealousy or wandering thoughts. I wouldn’t let Jones’ words get to me. The man played dirty, because he needed the extra help. He was good at charming women and throwing a football. I was strong, and good at stealth, despite my large size.
“Well, mywifegot her target to leave a minute ago, and I’ve been working on the lock since then, almost in,” Wells taunted.Damn them and their titles, assholes.
I continued to work the lock and almost let out a cheer when the lock gave way. I swung the door open. I didn’t bother giving them an update. I wanted them to have a false sense of security at this point.
I quickly found the filing cabinets that had personnel records as well as management documents. I took a photo of the business information and then started taking photos of the cover pages for each employee file. I made quick work of removing a stack of files, photographing the inside cover page, and then moving onto the next.
In fifteen minutes, I had all the cover sheets photographed except for the last handful.
“Adam, he’s on his way back now. You have likely a minute before he reaches you,” Abby said into the mic.
“I only need thirty seconds,” I said. I snapped the last few pictures, shoved them back into their place in the cabinet, and shut it. I put the USB drive that Guy gave me into the USB port in the back of the desktop, where it would remain. It would allow us to download information from the computers discreetly, and if we needed to, we could use it to cause a distraction.
I grabbed my phone, exited the office, and twisted the lock on my way out. I got just around the corner and ducked into a housekeeping closet when I heard the manager’s footsteps heading toward the office. Once I heard the door shut behind him, I quickly made my way back to Guy’s room, where Abby would meet me.
I stepped into the room and spoke into the mic, “First one done, bitches!”
“I legit just locked up my office,” Jones said with the slightest tone of annoyance.
“Too bad, I’m already in Guy’s room, phone in hand,” I said.
“And you planted the USB?” Wells asked.
“Of course,” I retorted.
“Fuck, go ahead, Guy, call it.”
“By a landslide, Strong and Abby won,” he said with a smirk.
“My money was on you two. Abby, you had the best distraction out of all the teams. Getting Yates to actually fall on the floor was the perfect touch,” Guy praised Abby.
“What can I say? It all comes down to training,” she said with a mischievous smile. She seemed to be just as competitive as we were. She enjoyed this competition a lot, almost too much.
We waited for the other two teams to rejoin us, along with the others who were out getting supplies. It was going to take a couple of hours for Garcia and Mendez to return. We decided to hold off on reviewing everything until we were all together.
