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Muffyn
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"This is going to be troublesome." A suave looking gentleman in a suit muttered under his breath as he loosened the tie around his neck a bit.
"Stop complaining, Reeve." Another man in a suit spoke beside him, "This is a mission. A reconnaissance mission, but still a mission nonetheless."
The man named Reeve stopped in his tracks and looked at his comrade.
"Couldn't we just do recon another way? Like bug the place or something?"
"Look our target this time isn't some lowly schmuck okay?" the other man retorted, "He's the CEO of some big posh company, so we gotta play this right. Else the big boss will have our hides."
"Meh." Reeve snorted, "So what's the security detail on this guy?"
The other man pulled out a tablet and swiped through several documents, "Hmm...seems like he's gone and hired a few secret agents. We still have no idea who they are though."
"So we're here to find out?" Reeve reached into his suit pocket and pulled out a cigarette. He was about to light it when the other man swiped the cigarette from him.
"Oh, geez Max!" Reeve growled, "That was my last one!"
"No smoking!" Max admonished, "Be serious about this okay? We don't wanna stand out too much!"
"Why would smoking make me stand out too much?" Reeve argued, grumbling.
"Because the hall they rented is a no smoking zone, you douche." Max shook his head.
"But the balcony?" Reeve wanted to continue his case but Max stopped in his tracks and looked at the big door before them.
"Okay...here we are." Max said as he looked at Reeve, "Don't mess this up."
Reeve crossed his arms across his chest and smirked, "I should say the same to you."
With that both men put on their best demeanor and strode into the hall confidently.
There was classical music playing in the background and all the people there were dressed in formal attire. Some of them looked middle class while others looked like they were of the elite. It was a company function, a gala night of sorts, to celebrate the hard work that the employees have done for the year. Reeve and Max looked around, they spotted the CEO way in front mingling with some people and they both noticed that there were some armed bodyguards around the room too.
"5 in that corner over there, watching in the shadows." Reeve said as he signaled the direction to Max by tilting his head.
"And another 6 or 7 over there," Max lowered his voice, "This place is jammed packed."
"Well those are the only ones that we can clearly see. What about those in casuals?" Reeve said as he looked around the room some more.
"Good point," Max nodded, "Well, let's enjoy the party."
"Ok." Reeve grinned but before he went off Max tugged on Reeve's sleeve and said, "Remember. This is a recon mission."
"Alright, alright. I won't do no crazy shit." Reeve raised both his hands up and chuckled. Both men went their separate ways to gather information on their next target.
"Stop complaining, Reeve." Another man in a suit spoke beside him, "This is a mission. A reconnaissance mission, but still a mission nonetheless."
The man named Reeve stopped in his tracks and looked at his comrade.
"Couldn't we just do recon another way? Like bug the place or something?"
"Look our target this time isn't some lowly schmuck okay?" the other man retorted, "He's the CEO of some big posh company, so we gotta play this right. Else the big boss will have our hides."
"Meh." Reeve snorted, "So what's the security detail on this guy?"
The other man pulled out a tablet and swiped through several documents, "Hmm...seems like he's gone and hired a few secret agents. We still have no idea who they are though."
"So we're here to find out?" Reeve reached into his suit pocket and pulled out a cigarette. He was about to light it when the other man swiped the cigarette from him.
"Oh, geez Max!" Reeve growled, "That was my last one!"
"No smoking!" Max admonished, "Be serious about this okay? We don't wanna stand out too much!"
"Why would smoking make me stand out too much?" Reeve argued, grumbling.
"Because the hall they rented is a no smoking zone, you douche." Max shook his head.
"But the balcony?" Reeve wanted to continue his case but Max stopped in his tracks and looked at the big door before them.
"Okay...here we are." Max said as he looked at Reeve, "Don't mess this up."
Reeve crossed his arms across his chest and smirked, "I should say the same to you."
With that both men put on their best demeanor and strode into the hall confidently.
There was classical music playing in the background and all the people there were dressed in formal attire. Some of them looked middle class while others looked like they were of the elite. It was a company function, a gala night of sorts, to celebrate the hard work that the employees have done for the year. Reeve and Max looked around, they spotted the CEO way in front mingling with some people and they both noticed that there were some armed bodyguards around the room too.
"5 in that corner over there, watching in the shadows." Reeve said as he signaled the direction to Max by tilting his head.
"And another 6 or 7 over there," Max lowered his voice, "This place is jammed packed."
"Well those are the only ones that we can clearly see. What about those in casuals?" Reeve said as he looked around the room some more.
"Good point," Max nodded, "Well, let's enjoy the party."
"Ok." Reeve grinned but before he went off Max tugged on Reeve's sleeve and said, "Remember. This is a recon mission."
"Alright, alright. I won't do no crazy shit." Reeve raised both his hands up and chuckled. Both men went their separate ways to gather information on their next target.