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So much fucking white... It was a stark difference to the converted aircraft hanger she lived in with its cool grey concrete, stainless steel work benches and the gold orange hue of exposed light bulbs. Taking a few steps in she wondered if they all suffered migraines at the end of their shifts from the never ending assault of white

 Dusk placed her toolbag on the nearest table and retrieved her suppressed sidearm, she hadn't even bothered to look the beat down young man as her attention was drawn immediately to the far side of the room- directly to the glass encased suit. 

 "W-what...do you want?" 

 Dusk ignored him for the moment, she was too caught up. She had never seen this type of specialist armour, if you would call it that. In all her years of dealing with Scouts and the various traders and factions of the city finding it were rare for her not to have come across an item such as or even slightly resembling this fine piece of work. Surely this wasn't the suit that Amadeus had briefly mentioned in his briefing, Dusk just assumed it was just a piece of fancy body armour that New Order had made, nothing as interesting as this.
 
She moved towards the cabinet, studying it intently like a curious child with a pretty shelled bug, eventually she replied with her thick accent "You Hun....I'm here for you..." Gun in hand she looked back and flashed a wicked grin.

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   The early morning orchestra of clanging of pots and pans echoed, joined in by the sharp shouts of Chinese workers from the kitchen behind her. A wafting scent of fresh rain and garbage still clung to the crisp early morning air as Dusk huddled behind the open counter top window of the small noodle shop. She had been coming to this particular spot for a while now, not only because in her opinion they were the best ramen in the city but it also provided a meeting place close proximity to the New Order Towers for her to conduct her business with a select few New Order personnel. The city still slept other than those few early morning workers scurrying about like cockroaches as the sun hadn't peaked over the horizon. Only the neon glow from various street signs provided any illumination to the rain drenched dirty city.

 Dusk plugged the small communicator into her ear, tapped a number into the phone before pressing little green call button. 
After a few rings a man with British accent picked up "Good Morning"
"Its's me" Dusk spoke in a hushed tone.   
"Ahhh How's the ramen this morning?"
"Lovely hun, just lovely"
There was a paused silence for the voice questioned in a concerning tone. 
"You sure you wanna do this?.."
"No.... But I need to" 
"Yeah right...." His tone was disbelieving   "Rooftop two?"
"Confirmed."
"Remember you will have eight minutes ONLY.... Call me when your inside.... I hope this is worth it"
"Yeah.. Me too." Nervously she ended the call.

 Dusk slid off the stool and put her New Order insignia cap on, dressed in charcoal grey jumpsuit she felt uncomfortable as her heart pounded heavily under her breast. Picking up her large tool bag she made for the doorway and began to make her way over to the second towers large entrance.

  Dusk swiped her stolen access card at the front tinted glass doors at 5:08, shift change wasn't due for another hour, which meant there should only be the night skeleton staff on duty. The doors wheezed open to reveal the foyer, it was smaller than she imagined. The entire room was a brightening white- illuminated by a number of halogen downlights giving Dusk the feeling she had just walked into a hospital... Or morgue.
  A long desk, a metal detector and two tired looking night guards provided a barrier between the foyer and the elevators she needed to access. She swallowed her nerves and strutted forward with feigned confidence footsteps echoing in the near empty foyer. The New Order security looked up from whatever was keeping their attention on their desk bound minister. 
"Mornin' gentleman" Dusk did her best to hide her southern accent as she placed her tool bag on the counter. Keeping her head slightly lowered she tried to avoid her face being indirect line of sight of the many cameras she could hear burring about the rooms ceiling. 

 The older grey haired guard grunted as his eyes returned to whatever he was watching while the much younger blonde haired guard gave a sleepy half smile "You're in early, I.D please".
Dusk stuck her hand into her pocket retrieving another card and handed it over.
"Yeah well if the night crew stopped breaking the cafeteria coffee machine I could still be in bed" she joked.
The blonde guard chuckled as he typed something into his computer and waited.
He handed back the I.D card and motioned her to the metal detector "I reckon Its the day staff that think their too good to clean it once in a while" 
Deliberately she left her tool-bag on the counter as she moved through the detector, not realising  she was holding her breath till she spoke again "Ha! So true" she flashed a sweet smile to the man, no boy... He didn't look much older than twenty. Bloody hell they recruit young.
Dusk passed through the detector without an issues, she was halfway turned to the elevator when the the boy called out. He reached up taking her tool bag off the counter, SHIT! He's going to put it through her mind raced thinking of an exit plan if this job went sour so early.
"Your gear!" he smiled passing the bag over to her, thank god for inexperience. "No point setting the detectors off for a bunch of tools" 
If he only knew....Her 'tool' bag housed a suppressed nine millimetre with a an extra clip and two hundred grams of cyclotrimethylene-trinitramine. 
Dusk blushed coyly as she thanked him and took her bag before turn-facing back to the elevator. Pressing the wall button the doors opened and she stepped in. First and only stop- Thirty Fourth floor.
Dusk redialled the number on her phone.
"Reece... I'm in what's your ETA?"
"I'm in the air, twenty minutes tops"
Timing was going to be critical so she set the timer on her watch for a countdown of fourteen minutes. 

 Dusk had argued with Amadeus the previous day about the this operation. She didn't understand why he wanted to send her when he had a plethora of scouts with more tactical training but he insisted, saying something sarcastic about her delightful can-do attitude and sassy smile. The plan was relatively simple- Get in, find the mark and get out undetected. So far everything had run smooth as silk. 
 The elevator doors chimed as they opened into the foyer platform of the 
 Dusk this time was greeted by three alert and side armed personal- two men and a woman this time. The taller of the two men ushered her forward to the desk where the woman sat. All eyes suspiciously watched her carefully.
"Name and I.D card please" her tone was removed and almost mechanical like.
Dusk removed the lanyard from around her neck handing it over, just like she did earlier.
"Mallory. I'm from maintenance here for room six" Dusk replied flatly.
The woman tapped on the keys "We have no maintenance requests open at the moment" 
Time to drop a name "What? You sure? Check again, Lt Michaels mentioned the sink was leaking in room six last night, you know what he's like....he asked me to check it out start of my shift" she huffed
The woman tapped on the keys again "I'm telling you there is no open request, I cannot let you go any further."
Dusk huffed "Seriously, it's gotta be there, Lt Daniel Michaels, ya'll know him- tall skinny man with the mean temper" she looked to her watch, time was disappearing quickly "well he's going to be pissed if I don't get this shit fixed..why not wake him up for the request... Give him a call..... Hell I'll give him a call."
The woman looked a little shocked at Dusk's forwardness as whipped out her phone and began dialling a number.
"Okay, okay" the woman interrupted "Just get him to lodge the request as soon as possible." She waved her on. Dusk pocketed her phone, grabbed her keycard and began to make her way to the stairs only to be blocked by the second security team member. A good few inches taller, he looked down upon her. His thick dark moustache twitched slightly "Mallory is it?" 
"That's it's princess, now excuse me" she glared directly at him, stupid thing to do as he got a real good look at her face. 
He took a few more moments chewing on his gum before only slightly stepping aside enough for her to descend the stairs to the lower level. He followed closely behind.
"We have a body in six" Moustache called out.
Dusk's gut dropped, that horrible feeling washed over her that she got here too late "What?" 
"Six is occupied" he replied.
Dusk tried to keep cool "Is that going to be a problem?"
"Not unless he tries something, they gave him a good work over" he chuckled. 
 The arrived at room six's door "Guess I'm lucky that you'll be right out side then princess" Dusk swiped her keycard, unlocking the door she entered. 

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