Thinking quickly as they received the order, Genesis' mind reeled. It was too conspicuous to have the three of them walk up and simply wait for Acacia to jaunt off with the guard. There's no way he would leave. Inwardly groaning at how the guard stared at them, a look of inquiry in his eyes, Genesis discretely grabbed Vanessa's hand and walked them past the office and guard. He could feel the man's lingering gaze on them and he managed a wholly mortified look as they passed.
"Your room is close, right?" He asked the question loudly while they were still in earshot of the guard, giving Vanessa's hand a squeeze to tell her to play along.
Stepping around a corner and releasing her hand, Genesis tried to shake the redness from his face. "Sorry," he murmured, "We couldn't just stand and wait."
After a few moments, Genesis spared a glance around the corner. The guard was gone.
She works fast... he thought as they returned to the main corridor and walked back to the office.
When they had arrived back at office door, he sent up the "ready" signal.
As the lock clicked open, Genesis stepped inside, a calm and rather uncharacteristic smile settling over his features. Two guards sat at a console, monitoring video footage of the casino. A number of keyboards and monitors sat beneath the screens, switching between different floor-plans, casino tables, and a large room - no doubt containing the vault. Immediately the guards raised their firearms and moved toward the two. Still smiling at them, Genesis lifted his arms, keeping them high over his head.
"Guessing they didn't tell you we were coming?" he asked, shaking his head.
"Who the hell are you?"
"I am Stephen Kristoff, they sent me to do maintenance work on a few of the surveillance systems. Apparently your regular is unable to make it on such short notice." He gave them a pleasant, yet chastising look and added, "Your man outside knew about our arrival."
The guards exchanged looks.
"Ah, this," he motioned to Vanessa "is Valerie, my bodyguard."
"Where is Stuart?" Asked one of the guards, looking unimpressed by the pair. "Why did he not come in with you?"
"I'm sure I don't know," Genesis drawled, "He was looking rather irritable when we arrived. Didn't want to say much to us." He smiled a rather serene smile before continuing. "Before there is any trouble over something so trivial, I might add that we both have passes and credentials. May we?"
The questioning guard remained resolute-looking, unconvinced by the hall guard not escorting them in. The other, looking impatient and somewhat embarrassed to have been uninformed, gave a curt nod.
"Get on with it." He said impatiently, lowering his gun and taking a small step back.
Inclining his head in compliance, Genesis lowered his arms and slowly reached, not inside his jacket, but around to his back as if withdrawing a wallet. He closed his fingers tightly around the knife in his waistband.
"Here we are..." He was placing a large amount of faith in Vanessa, believing she would handle the other guard... He only hoped it wasn't misplaced.
Genesis had instantaneously withdrawn the knife, closed the space between him and the guard, and brought the blade up to the man's neck as he sidled around behind him. The man struggled for a moment, but soon realized he could do very little with the blade jammed against his throat.
"Drop it."
When the guard did not comply, Genesis pressed the blade harder against the man's neck. " I don't suggest anything foolish," he hissed, "I've never missed an artery on a human before."
This must have sounded quite convincing because the guard dropped his gun, the weapon landing quietly with a muffled clattering noise on the carpeted floor.
Slipping his free hand into his jacket, Genesis withdrew his pistol and brought the butt of it down hard against the back of the guard's skull; he dropped like a brick.
Looking up to see that Vanessa had taken care of her guard, Genesis nodded to her and set about fastening his guard's hands behind his back. He rolled the man over, securing his wrists with an unused cable he'd grabbed from the desk. At a loss for something to use as a gag, he removed one of his own shoes, slipped off a sock, and crammed it unceremoniously into the guard's mouth.
Genesis replaced his shoe, seated himself in one of the chairs, and set to work on the system.