Carmen approached the fence of the beachside house that was to be her next target. Those startup types couldn't do anything like normal people. Still Vanadis Meditech's house HQ was so far not the weirdest target of one of her nightly visits. Weird places to settle made for more interesting heists. She sneaked along the fence under the light of the moon. If her source was to be trusted she'd end up in a camera's blind spot... just here. She jumped over the low fence and rushed towards the wall. the 10 second window was more than enough for her, she had stolen from buildings with way tighter security. Despite all of that, she couldn't shake out the feeling something was strange about Vanadis. With a swipe of a key card, cloned from an employee, she entered the house. The hall was of course empty at this hour. Carmen had already seen all of this earlier. the ground floor held all the public facing rooms and so, was of little interest to Carmen. With a quick sprint and she reached the
Carmen approached the fence of the beachside house that was to be her next target. Those startup types couldn't do anything like normal people. Still Vanadis Meditech's house HQ was so far not the weirdest target of one of her nightly visits. Weird places to settle made for more interesting heists. She sneaked along the fence under the light of the moon. If her source was to be trusted she'd end up in a camera's blind spot... just here. She jumped over the low fence and rushed towards the wall. the 10 second window was more than enough for her, she had stolen from buildings with way tighter security. Despite all of that, she couldn't shake out the feeling something was strange about Vanadis. With a swipe of a key card, cloned from an employee, she entered the house. The hall was of course empty at this hour. Carmen had already seen all of this earlier. the ground floor held all the public facing rooms and so, was of little interest to Carmen. With a quick sprint and she reached the
Thursday
“It’shereit’shereit’shereit’shereit’shere!” Alice screamed, running in the door of her dorm room. She was carrying a heavy package almost as thick as a bookcase. Her roomate, Teresa, raised one eyebrow.
“Stop me if I’m being cliché, but what’s here?” she asked. “And why are you screaming as though Orlando Bloom is eating lunch in the kitchenette?”
Alice dragged the package over to the table, brushing her brown hair out of her eyes. Cutting the multiple layers of paper and tape open, she was confronted by a glimpse of red and black, the item she&rsq