Kim Possible Porn Story: Two Gravities – Chapter 2

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Two Gravities

Chapter 1

After a short ride on the Green Line, Kim made her way from the overpass shed departed the train at to the street corner where she would be making the drop. Sometimes she used the rail stations, but that either required money for a ticket, which she was low on at the moment, or a rail pass, which would allow for any interested persons to track her movement via the public transit system. That was the last thing a Runner would want, especially one that the two largest policing agencies in the city were on the lookout for. No, these days she made a habit of riding atop the train cars, usually by jumping down from an overhang, or a bridge that ran across the track.

There were plenty of both in the city, thanks to the recent development of the canals that ran parallel to both the subway and the aboveground rail works. These days, bridges and overpasses from the highway loop crisscrossed the city at regular intervals, like a network of veins to the heavy traffic flow, especially in the newer business district she did the majority of her jobs in.

Not that her preferred mode wasnt without substantial risk, a fact that Wade liked to use against her now and again when he was in what Kim privately referred to as Mother Hen, mode. That usually happened whenever she was about to do something extremely risky, fun, or in Wades opinion, something stupid. Kim just considered the more outrageous stunts a job perk. The way she saw it, if she wasnt living on the edge, she wasnt doing something right.

Which brought her to the current situation. It was one of her less frequent, Holy Crap moments.

Kim found herself craning her neck to even try and see the top of the building that stood at the corner of 120th and Oak. Even compared to its brethren here in the north eastern business district, it was ridiculously tall, practically dwarfing several neighboring high-rises.

This is the right place, right, she was mostly talking to herself, but a familiar voice in her ear chose to answer anyway.

Yeah, KP it is. I was surprised myself when I first checked the blueprints. You know, the majority of the businesses in the city are co-ops, and are either jointly owned, or belong in part to a companies shareholders. And thats just the smaller five to ten story ones. Add a few more floors, and youre usually looking at several businesses renting out the floors individually, or even just a few offices. But this, this is a real piece of work. Twenty stories tall, and two sub-basements, all owned by one man. Kim, thats a lot of real estate in one place, even with the market as good as it is.

Kim just continued to gape, trying to wrap her head around it. How was she supposed to get in? It was a very rare occasion on which she could just waltz through the front doors and judging by the security guards standing inside the entryway that was not going to be happening this time. Wade, what have you got for me? Theres no way I can get to the roof from anywhere nearby, and all the walls are mirrored, no hand holds that I can see.

Indeed, the outer walls were nearly vertical, smooth as a lake, and slightly tapered toward the top. There werent any ledges to climb, nor did she notice any windows that were open anywhere near the bottom floor. The cincher on the deal was that the building wasnt all that wide and was well within the confines of the property boundaries; at least she guessed that the small park that ringed the building was part of the same lot. Either way, the next closest structures were three office buildings, each more than three or four hundred feet distant, and might as well have been across the city for all the good they could do her, none of the three were more than half the height of the gigantic glass tower.

Just a sec, Im almost into the building network. Almostthere we go, Wade said with a hint of satisfaction. Hm, theres another set of firewalls embedded in here, but I have full access to the building security and the overrides for alarms on the emergency exit and maintenance doors, He paused a moment, probably getting a better look at the schematics. Well, there appear to be four doors on ground level, aside from the main entrance, three are fire doors and the last was that maintenance door, well either that or a delivery entrance, the plans dont specify. But, get this; theyre all flagged as one-way. They only open from the inside. I guess were going to have to get creative to get you inside.

Like what? Digging a tunnel?

Not hardly, not with the foundation theyve laid.

I was joking. Im pretty sure I didnt bring anything to dig with.

Wade didnt respond to her attempt at levity. Oh, it looks like they have a neat little setup going with the fire suppression systems. I dont know what protocols they use for handling employee evacuation, but Im willing to bet that if I trigger a few false alarms on one or two floors, itll make quite the distraction.

And I can slip past through one of the side doors when they exit while theyre running around dealing with the problem, Kim concluded, nodding her head.

Its not the greatest plan, but considering were doing this short notice, its the best weve got. I dont see why it wouldnt work. The only problem would be getting you back out of the building unnoticed. Dr. Steins package needs to get to the seventh floor.

Only the seventh? Here I was, worried that Id be sneaking in all the way to the top.

Kim, you know what happens if they catch you. My hands are pretty much tied at that point.

Yeah, dont sweat it Wade, this is no big. You just let me know when the coast is clear.

Hey–, the hackers voice dropped off.

Hmm?

Dont do anything I wouldnt do. The last thing we need is more Blues breathing down our neck.

The courier shook her head in amusement. Okay, mom. And to think, she once wondered how it was that her boss could possibly prefer staying holed up in a room surrounded by computers all day long. The guy was a bona fide worrywart. Sure, he did happen to live in what amounted to a penthouse suite, but the only rays he ever caught were the emissions of his dozen monitors. If he wasnt one of her very few friends, shed probably have been forced to do something about it.

But he was, so she didnt. Kim just did her job, and Wade did what he had to do to keep the both of them as far off the radar of the city government as could be given the nature of their work; which meant that she put up with a little of his harping now and again, totally not the drama.

Kim didnt have long to wait for her chance. Almost as soon as she got the word, the front doors of the building, as well as a smaller door off to the right side, flung open and a handful of people began trickling out through the doors. Even as Wade had begun outlining the plan, shed made her way across the street, and positioned herself under one of the thicker trees that flanked the property.

Now, as more and more people left the building making for a sizable crowd that appeared to be doing more than standing and staring up at the building aimlessly, she darted out from her cover and made her way toward the side entrance since it was less obtrusive, and had the look of an emergency exit. With luck, it would open to someplace a little more out of the way of prying eyes.

Shed seen two or three of the security guards out front already, milling around with the rest of the crowd. Honestly, she thought it was kind of sad that they werent a bit more professional. What they should be doing was making sure that no one was trying to go back inside the building until everything was checked out, preferably by the fire department. Which is what she was banking on, since the longer they had to wait for someone to show up before heading back to work, the better chance she would have to drop the package off and sneak back out none the worse for wear.

The sun had long since given way to night, and Kim welcomed the additional cover, especially since there were a few small accent lights scattered around the greenery leading to the building, and five brighter spot lights on the ground out front, trained up high on the walls. Nothing terribly worrisome, but under other circumstances, might have been a problem. For now, she contented herself by moving quickly, making a beeline for the side door that was now all but neglected as the last of the workers rounded the front corner of the building to add to the gathered crowd. Kim thought it was a bit ironic that there were a few that had drifted away from the mass and were talking rapidly amongst one another, waving around an arm or two for emphasis, the dim cherry red glow of lit cigarettes in hand. The courier disappeared into the building with none the wiser, a smirk forming on her lips.

Once inside, Kim paused for just a moment to get her bearings. The fire alarms were still blaring, but she tuned the warbling sound out in favor of keeping her attention on any stray workers or guards that might be making their way to the exit behind her. Thankfully, the hallway was clear. Doing her best to continue ignoring the ringing that echoed around the building, she activated her KPS to get her bearings. Her fingers flew over the interface, toggling through the menus until the building schematics that Wade had uploaded popped up.

It wasnt fancy by any stretch of the word, but it was ample enough for navigational purposes. Keying up the first floor, a wire-frame overlay snapped into focus on the tiny screen, replete with a miniature You Are Here arrow that changed direction depending on the way she was currently facing, handy that.

Satisfied, she pulled back the view to find the nearest stairwell, not willing to risk an elevator, even with Wade keeping tabs on the places security hub. It would be all too easy for a passerby to spot at a time when the elevator shouldnt be in use at all.

As it turned out, the entrance shed taken was situated just down a short hallway from a set of stairs, and better yet, the hall was completely empty. This, while convenient, was a bit odd, considering the sheer size of the place. Kim hadnt exactly been trying to take a head count outside, but she was positive that there couldnt have been more than thirty or forty employees in the crowd, and a fraction of that had been identifiable as security guards. For twenty floors it seemed kind of off. Wade, just out of curiosity, what kind of work do they do here?

I think this is a first for you. Why, whats up?

Nothing in particular, just that theres an awful lot of, well, building, for not a whole lot of employees. And Im pretty sure I waited long enough for everyone to get out, cause I went in once the guards stopped glancing toward the doors. I didnt see anyone doing a head count, but then again, no one really looked all that anxious or nervous either, the redhead pounded up the stairs, passing a sign for the second floor as she spoke.

Maybe theyre used to fire drills. It does make sense if you think about it. Like you said, they are working in a big place; theyd need to maximize safety margins and proper exit procedures in the event of an emergency. Its either that, or run the risk of lawsuits or dozens of employees filing for workmans compensation. Personally, Id stick with the training, so I didnt have to worry as much about the overhead later on should my people get injured on the clock, the voice in Kims ear chuckled.

I hope youre not making another jab at my expense.

Kim, you cant even get health insurance, of course Im making a joke about it.

Not like youre one to talk, she shot back.

Yes, because I put my body at risk every chance I get. Ive broken more bones than most people can count, and I brag about it like its my greatest achievement, Wades voice came across dryly.

Whatever, Im not in the mood to banter with you about this again. Just tell me how many people are supposed to be here so I can know to be on the lookout or not. Kim huffed, pushing past the exit to the fourth floor. At least she was halfway there already. It could have been much worse, like on the twentieth floor, or something. That would have been a real bitch, at least on the way up. She might have reconsidered taking the elevator had that been the case.

It looks like fifty people, that is, counting the rent-a-cops.

Rent-a-cops? The whole security is hired help?

Thats what the records say. Youd be in a better position to tell than me. Im just going by whats on my screen.

Yeah, well that would explain how lazy they were being. Must be a low end contract, definitely not Hench Co. material.

Really? Judging by the money this Lipsky guy is throwing around, I expected nothing short of a personal task force, maybe special ops, but at the least Jack Henchs goons are nothing to sneeze at.

You dont have to remind me. They arent exactly packing non-lethal weaponry these days. Not after the November riots, and that crap with at the University last year.

I dont have a good signal on you in there Kim, are you almost done?

Crap Wade, cut me some slack. I dont see you in here climbing these stairs. Stop whining and let me do my job, Kim glanced at the nearing sign as she came up on it. Just one more floor to go.

Well, pick up the pace; youre not home free until youre back on the street. Besides, Id thought Id let you know theres a fire truck on the way.

Shit, already? Is there a fire station on this block or something?

Three blocks away actually. And theyve been on the ball ever since those students broke out the Molotov cocktails at the demonstration rally. I heard it was supposed to be a peaceful sit-in.

Peaceful? Yeah right, not with the Blues sticking their noses in everybody’s business lately. No, I doubt this jungle is going anywhere in the near future. Theres too much riding on the city for them to let our petty freedoms get in the way, the red head narrowed her eyes as her words spilled out irritably.

Were doing the best we can with the hand weve been dealt. This is all we can afford at the moment.

Yeah, well, it doesnt always feel like it, Kim quieted down as she slid up the last few steps to the seventh floor, sidling across the concrete pad to the door. Okay, Im there, just gotta make the drop.

Youve got maybe a minute, tops, before the truck gets there.

Tell me the moment they get in, and start looking for other ways to get me out of here. Its not like Im dressed for a luncheon right now, so I doubt I could just walk past anyone that comes up looking for a fire.

No problem, Wade informed her. Youll have until they cut the fire alarm to get out of there before people start heading back in.

They have to check every floor right? That should by me some time if I can hide somewhere and let them pass me by, Kim said more to herself than anything as she opened the door to get into the seventh floor.

Originally, shed though that the large blank spaces in the center of each floor displayed on her KPS were there to indicate walls, but as she stepped out from the doorway, Kim found herself looking across a huge open space, almost like an atrium, only with no plants to liven up the view. As interesting as the concept of a hollow building of this size might be, it also meant that her odds of getting out unseen had dropped phenomenally. Um, weve got a little sitch here.

Whats up, are there still people in there with you?

No, not that I can see, but when the firemen show up, theyll certainly be able to spot me. Wade, the inside of this place is completely open. This isnt one of those weird hotels, is it?

The plans dont say what Lipsky is using it for.

It mightve helped if youd told me the building was hollow you know.

Sorry, Kim, Im not an architect. It just looked like a bunch of enclosed offices to me.

The courier glanced at the little arrow on her KPS that pointed toward the room she needed to get to, and took off running in that direction. Company was set to arrive any second and the sooner she got into one of the offices and out of sight, the better, as her green cargo pants and purple tank-top didnt exactly blend in with the light blue dcor.

Down the corridor on her side of the building, Kim counted three doors, set at a wide, but even interval, each recessed into the wall. Across the gap, on the far side she counted two doors, and from what she could see off the floors above and below on that side, none of the floors were exactly the same. Also all of the entryways were completely opaque, with none of the frosted glass the image of an office that was more common in the majority of the buildings shed been to around New Eden.

The first door she passed bore a little embossed clear plastic placard to the right hand side, just under her eye level on the closest edge of the recessed portion of the wall. It read Lab 2A, but she didnt bother to check inside since it wasnt the one indicated on the KPS. In fact, the guide arrow was angled diagonally across the gap. Mingling with the constant alarm, she caught the faint sound a fire engine wail. Kim picked up the pace, rushing to get around the corner and hopefully to her destination before the help arrived.

When the blare of the engine siren suddenly became a whole lot clearer, she knew theyd probably entered the main doors six floors below.

Kim, watch yourself, youve got company now, Wade interjected just as the runner was about to give him a piece of her mind for not informing her.

I know, I could hear them come in.

Scooting around the corner she dashed toward the door that was blinking on her KPS display. This door better not be locked Wade.

Theres an electronic lock, but its not engaged right now.

Great. This is turning out to be more of a cinch than Id thought, especially after seeing the place up close. Kim sidled along the last few feet of wall up to the door and gave the handle an experimental tug. Like Wade said, it popped open freely, and she slipped through as the door to Lab 3B swung inward with a little applied pressure.

All right, Im in. Say can you do something about the lights in here? Kim asked even as she felt around the edge of the wall for some kind of switch, or motion activated sensor, to no avail. The room was pitch black, with no windows as far as she could tell. Having pushed the door closed behind her, she was floundering around in a pitch black area.

Im right on it, just hang on a sec.

Kim noticed that the door to the lab mustve been pretty thick, because now she could only barely hear the alarm ringing out in the corridor with it shut. She idly wondered just how safe that would be in a real fire. When the lights still hadnt come on after another minute, she opened the com link again, Do I need to start worrying?

Hang tight for a bit, Im having a few issues with the security system.

What do you mean issues? I dont know if I like the sound of that.

Give me a minute; some of the firewalls are starting to pop back up. I dont have full access right now.

I dont have time for this, Im just gonna drop Jessicas package here by the door and consider it delivered. The longer Im stuck here twiddling my thumbs, the closer I get to being caught.

Kim, just wait another minute, Ive almost got this thing beat. You know just as well as I do that anything the Doctor entrusted to us is probably pretty important. If it falls into the wrong hands, and she gets wind of it, we could lose her business. Do I need to remind you what she paid us for that drop last month?

Kim sighed, No, you dont. And youre completely right, in this case. Besides, its not like I want her getting upset with me, that would be a major hiccup in my plan.

Do I even need to ask?

Nope. Just get me some light in here. I can barely see half a foot in front of me with the glow from the KPS. The last thing I need is to accidentally trip on something and sprain an ankle.

Kim waited none too patiently by the door for another two or three minutes, listening to the dim warble of the fire alarm, and a low thrumming sound coming from somewhere out in the darkness of the lab. It was mildly disconcerting, since she couldnt quite place it, though it was a tad familiar.

Kim, theres some good news and some not so good news.

The courier cursed under her breath before piping up, Stop beating around the bush, Im ready to get out of here.

Uh, the lights should be coming on right about, now. True to his word, there was a steady plinking noise and one by one, rows of fluorescent lights flickered for a few seconds in the ceiling before snapping on, bathing the lab in a stale antiseptic white.

Kim blinked away the spots in her eyes, shading herself from the harsh brightness with one gloved hand until her vision adjusted. Yeah, good. I take it that wasnt the bad news. Though they couldve chosen better bulbs, thats for sure. Maybe something with a dimmer switch.

I dont think most companies bother with that sort of thing, unless theyre dealing with photosensitive materials.

Wade! Save it, I was joking. Just give me the sitch.

Right, the hacker paused, thrown a bit by the couriers angry tone. Well, when I was getting past the firewalls, I noticed a bit of pickup on the local chatter. I only set off three of the alarms, and from the sound of it, the firemen have pretty much wrapped up their end of things. They should be leaving any time now.

The redhead craned her head toward the door. Sure enough, she didnt hear the alarm going off any more. It looked like she this was her cue to get moving. Shed been hoping it would have taken them more than five minutes to clear a twenty story building, but if all they had to do was check the area around three tripped alarms, two or three minutes wouldnt have been unreasonable.

Now that her vision had cleared, she was able to see just what sort of place shed walked into. Kim let out an involuntary gasp at the sight. The room was fairly large, and pretty much dominated by a huge clear tube in the center, rising out of the floor and up into the ceiling. The walls were crammed with rows of machinery, tubing and pipes, all of which appeared to be vibrating slightly, probably the source of the thrum that permeated the air.

But what had nearly taken her breath away was the contents of the giant tube, a row of pale naked bodies hung suspended in a purple haze of bubbling liquid. She found herself taking several involuntary steps toward the tank, out of some morbid curiosity in getting a better look. Crossing the span of feet, she weaved around a desk cluttered with notes and a bunch of what might have been machine parts next to a computer monitor.

Up close, she found that the bodies were androgynous, genderless and faceless. They might have been store display mannequins for all she knew, at first glance anyway. But, the longer she stared, the more certain she was that their chests were rising and falling slightly, as if they were breathing. It was probably the second most disturbing thing shed ever laid eyes on, falling just after the time shed accidentally caught her parents in bed. No one ever needed to suffer that sort of childhood trauma.

Okay, its official, Im ready to get the hell out of here. Where am I supposed to leave the drop anyway Wade, this place is a mess. She pulled her eyes away from the floating bodies, and scouted around the room for a decent place. There were two other desks aside from the one shed just walked past, and neither were any less cluttered.

Dr. Stein said the papers need to get to a Doctor Harris.

Nice, Im not exactly seeing any name plates in here. I might just have to eenie-meenie-minie-mo it.

Kim, we talked about this.

Yeah, Im looking, all right? She moved to the nearest desk, pulling at the set of drawers on the right hand side, but found them all to be locked. Thats one down. She maneuvered across the floor to the next desk, repeating the procedure with much the same results. Got to hand it to these guys, they run a tight ship.

The final desk yielded better results as she stumbled across a stack of memos next to the computer, they looked like office stationary. Rifling through the stack, she eventually found one that was dated and had a forward to in the letter head. Doctor Malcom, she shook her head. Ive got two choices, and Im just picking one so I can get the hell out of this creepy freak show.

When no complaints were forthcoming, she pulled out the papers that Jessica had entrusted to her and slapped them down on the desk with the least amount of crap on it. That way, it was less likely to be missed for the foreseeable future. Okay, Im on my way out. How does it look out there?

Kim moved to the door, waiting for a reply.

Ive got a video feed from a few of the cameras; it doesnt look like theyve started coming back in just yet. I cant get a good view of the lobby though. For some reason none of the cameras are pointing toward the main doors.

Thats kind of a stupid set up, Kim scoffed, wondering what kind of idiot decided that brilliant idea.

Agreed. Its not a small blind spot either, which puzzles me more. Its like they want people to be able to sneak in the front door.

Why have guards there then? Crappy ones at that.

Your guess is as good as mine at this point. Now, get a move on, I wont be able to tell when they come in until theyre right on top of you.

Its not like Im taking the elevator Wade. Im going back out the way I came in. The stairs are right by the side door anyway, so Ill be avoiding the crowd. I bet they arent even in a rush to get back to work anyway. Probably just glad to get an extra smoke break.

The place looks more like a research lab than a regular business, so I doubt theyre pulling in hourly wages, Kim heard him say.

Thats beside the point. Its the principal of the matter, she edged the door open and poked her head out. The corridor was filled with an uncomfortable silence, now that the alarms had been shut off. She listened to the quiet for a moment longer, then bolted for the stairs, her quick footfalls muffled by the swirl patterned carpet that lined the corridor.

Just seven flights of stairs between her and a job well done.

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The scene out front of the Lipsky building was another matter all together. One of the firefighters was busy confirming the false alarm with one of the security guards, while the rest packed back into the truck. Off to the side, the employees were still huddled in small groups, amidst a scattering of voices. The fireman finished saying his piece and jogged back to the truck, hopping in the drivers side.

Just as the truck started to head back out onto the main road, a sleek black sports coupe came roaring down the lane that lead from the thoroughfare through the middle of the park and up around the tiered fountain that stood in front of the building. With a sudden squeal of breaks and the strong scent of burning rubber the car pulled to a stop just short of bowling through a trio of employees. There were a few muttered curses at the near miss, but all talk quickly ceased when the driver all but slammed open the door and stepped out of the vehicle, fixing the entire crowd with a glare that promised intense pain to the next person that so much as breathed the wrong way.

The guard that had been talking to the fireman earlier decided to head off any problems at the pass, and hurried over to meet the driver who was already starting up the concrete steps toward the main entrance. He was about to speak as they met halfway at the top of the steps, but a black gloved hand rose up in warning, so he swallowed what hed been about to say.

I just want to know one thing. Why is it that I get a call, disturbing me at my home, when I just left this placehow long ago was it? Oh, yes, not even an hour ago! Emerald green eyes lit up with barely leashed fury at the chopped off words.

The guard just shifted his eyes to the side, not daring to meet that gaze directly. This was just the beginning, and hed seen what happened to the last guy that was stupid enough to interrupt.

Well? I saw a fire truck, but look, the gloved hand waved furiously toward the direction of the building. I dont smell any smoke. Theres no fire, and I certainly dont see any fucking problem with the building. So, what am I doing here? Did one of you call me for shits and giggles? Let me know, so I can sort this out, and get back home before my dinner gets cold.

Feeling a bizarre sort of relief, the security guard jerked his thumb back toward the newer of the other two guards standing a ways back. At least this wasnt going to fall on his head. Once he realized the blame was safely off of his shoulders he opened his mouth. Ms. Shego, Tom made the call, pretty much right when the alarms started going off. No one had time to let him know otherwise, or even see if it was a false alarm or not. I only found out when I heard one of the suits talking about it after wed gathered everyone out here like you instructed last time.

So, let me get this straight. Tom, who only started working here last week, got it in his head to call me at my house, and leave a message telling me the place was burning down, the irate woman spoke much quieter this time, more deliberately, brushing aside a strand of black hair that had fallen across one narrowing eye.

Yeah, thats pretty much what happened, the guard replied hesitantly, feeling as if he was missing something his boss was saying.

Shego nodded as if confirming something. And how exactly did he get the number to my house, in order to call me in the first place. Feel free to stop me if you see where Im going with this, she turned her head back to the now speechless man in front of her. Im waiting Frank.

Frank, the guard in question was at this moment sure of two things. The first was that he was the only one who was supposed to have that particular number, aside from the owner of the building. The second was that hed just lost his job, if he was lucky. And if he didnt think of something to say in the next two seconds, they would probably be mopping him up off the concrete. Sweat broke out on his brow as he struggled for something placating, or even just relevant to say.

Shego however, was not feeling patient today, and Franks estimated two seconds dropped to one. When she saw that he wasnt going to be using mouth words any time in the foreseeable future, she jabbed the badge on his chest hard enough to dent it with one gloved finger. Who gave him my damn number? Because, unless my mind is suddenly failing me, you Frank, were the only one with access to it. It sure as hell isnt posted up on the corkboard in the office, so I know that cant be how he got it. She gave him another sharp jab. I gave you specific instructions. Did you forget a little thing we set up here called the Chain-of-Command? There are only seven of you, its not that hard to remember!

The pain in his chest must have worked, because Frank was suddenly a whole lot more talkative. W-wait! Look, I gave it to the guys so theyd have a way to contact you in case something happened to me!

So, you not only gave it to Tom, but everyone in the whole fucking building, Shego almost exploded. And you didnt stop to think that maybe there was a reason I dont want the number to my house just floating around for anyone to pick up? Its an unlisted number for a damn reason! She clenched her fists in frustration. Youre not only wasting my personal time, but now Ive got to get the damn number changed. Shit. You-, she raised her left hand and watched Frank flinch backward. Youre damn lucky that the Docs budget is tight for the next quarter. I cant afford to hire someone to replace you, not right now, anyway. Shego fixed him with a hard stare. But, dont think that puts you in the clear. Ill work you double shifts if thats what it takes to knock some sense into your head.

The sable haired woman turned her attention toward the other guards, fully intent on giving them a piece of her mind as well, when she caught a flash of something in her peripheral vision. Whipping her head in the direction of the movement, she watched as a swiftly moving shadow darted from the far edge of the building out toward the trees. Now, who the hell was dumb enough to be prowling around the docs property?

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