Infiltrating the facility (Bodysuit Caption)

 

 

"Good morning, Agent, welcome back. I've called you in today because we have a new assignment for you. First of all, take this."

As she sat down to face her boss, Agent Farrell took the ID card that was presented to her.

"I've always wanted to be a Natasha," she said, with a wry grin. "What does Ms. Forte do that I should know about?"

"I'm glad you asked that. She's a new researcher at Swift Industries, with medium level clearance. This is important because we believe the company is dabbling in bioweapons. Of course to the public they're the quote-unquote 'noble champions of health', but we've received intel to prove otherwise."

"Understood. Where do I come in?"

"Your mission is to infiltrate and find information that proves their intention to either develop or sell their side-products. Do what you must, but maintaining your cover is of the utmost importance."

Farrell nodded. 

"Is there anything else you can tell me about this facility? If we know they're producing bioweapons, I'd imagine they've got some extra security."

With a grim smile, her boss responded. "The Siren Agency has been hired to provide their muscle."

"Christ, those guys? All our encounters with them have proven they're...unscrupulous. Why would such a reputable pharmaceutical company hire a security firm that's known for their 'shoot first, ask questions later' approach?"

"That, Farrell, is why your mission is so vital. We're counting on you to shed some light onto that partnership. Now, if you're ready, your documents and tools are waiting for you."

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Months later, at the Swift Industries headquarters.

In bright, spacious labs, workers were buzzing around their stations, helping to ensure that one of the world's largest pharma companies would maintain that status. However, outside the main laboratory, only one of these researchers went against the flow. Falling in line with a few of her colleagues, she blended in with them until they rounded the corner to the break room, where she split off. Looking around to make sure nobody noticed her, she power walked towards the basement, which was not where she had clearance for. 

Once the coast was clear, the lab worker swiped her card to the Biochemicals Research Department. The moment she stepped inside and saw that nobody was there, she locked the door then disabled the cameras inside, before hurrying to carry out her task. Cursing under her breath, she searched on the computers until finally, she found what she was looking for. Despite the shocking implication of the data tucked away on the secure server, she wasn't surprised by what she saw.

"Well, well, well. Looks like the rumors were true."

She plugged in a USB stick.

"Thankfully I can do something about that. Time to.."

Before she could complete that thought, the doors opened. In rushed a very angry security guard, gun pointed at her.

"Step away from the computer!"

To his surprise, she smiled.

"I repeat," came the bellow, "Step. Away. From. The. Computer!"

"I'm sorry, but I can't comply. Plus, you're in my way out of this place."

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As she strolled out of the facility for the last time, Agent Farrell chucked aside her company badge into a nearby hedge. She didn't think she was being followed, but her training automatically kicked in; it would have been a shame to have taken down an entire squad of hired goons in order to escape only to be taken out on the way out due to negligence. Fortunately for her, she was in the clear as she walked over to the awaiting car. While she threw her white lab coat into the back of the Audi, Agent Locke's familiar voice greeted her.

"Did you clear out your desk?"

"You know me, Locke. I'm always thorough," came her reply.

"Oh, I know--I trust you. Just had to ask, you know, in case." Farrell waved her hands in acknowledgement as Locke continued on. "Speaking, now that you don't work for Swift Industries anymore, you can take off the mask."

"Thought you'd never ask! Think our tech division will be happy to see my face again?"