The Devil's Masquerade: The Poison

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crew, I am still cautious about rounding corners and leading Exie down long halls.
    “Do you know where you’re going?” Exie whispers to me. She has no faith in me, as if I would come here without knowing exactly where I am going. Eddie was able to provide me with everything I need and was happy to do it for me, although I had to swear that I would never tell Nick. I find the door I am looking for and smile wide to the immediate roll of her eyes. “Just hurry up,” she barks.
    I go through the keys I had one of our men steal for me earlier in the day until one finally works. We hurry in, and I instantly begin searching through the computer to try and find the information I am looking for. Unfortunately, the woman we stole the keys from was smart enough to put a lock on her computer. I quickly take out my phone and dial, “Hi Eddie. Yeah I’m here, but she put a lock on it.” Eddie, gave me a gadget to attach via the USB, and once I do, he immediately takes over and breaks in within seconds. I watch proudly as Eddie downloads all the information about this facility for me.
    “Kayla, hurry up! I think someone is coming.” Exie says in a loud whisper as she peeks through a window in the door.
    “Okay Kayla. I got it all. Shut it down and get out of there.”
    “Thanks Eddie, see you soon. We got what we need Exie let’s get out of here,” I say, making sure to put everything back the way I found it.
    “I think we are too late,” Exie replies, and I glance out to see several orderlies gathering around. A quick look around and I decide our best bet is to use the skills we both know well. I mess up our clothes and dishevel our hair before we both nod towards each other, understanding exactly what we are going to do. We sneak out the door and lock it back before I toss the keys into a nearby laundry chute. We walk towards the men, giggling and holding onto each other in a drunken performance.
    “Hey! What are you girls doing out of your room?” One yells at us as we just giggle and smile, allowing them near before we rub against them and sigh an erotic need. They don’t complain and, as expected, they immediately forget about their jobs. We have two apiece to deal with, but we both manage to hypnotize them with a sway of our hips, a lick of our lips, and an alluring hum that draws them even closer to our admiring hands. We tempt them this way and that, watching as the four men begin to laugh nervously.
    “Can I have some water? I am so very hot,” I say as Exie twists her fingers into the cleavage of her shirt. They quickly show us to the employee lounge and rush to get us whatever we want while we sneak their keys from their pockets and lock them into the lounge. We wave goodbye, make a quick stop to delete the camera footage at the reception desk, and walk out, tossing their keys near the back door where their chain-smoking friend can eventually find them. We leave out the front door, jump in my car, and are gone within a breath, although our adrenaline high remains long after we escape.
    “Damn Kayla. I swear, a few more years of being your friend and I am surely going to have a heart attack,” Exie says harshly but eventually smiling when I laugh. “Alright, alright. I will admit, you keep my life interesting, and at times, it’s worth being your friend.” She smiles, and I know she feels good about her skills for the night.
    By the time we get to Eddie, he is already going through the files with Terrence. “Have you found anything?” I ask them.
    “Yes and no.” Terrence says. “There is actually nothing at all on a Francesca or Franky with any last name anywhere in the files. No work information, no education file, no medical. Nothing. However, they have records of every other worker and patient in the place. Every doctor that works there has a complete career chart, where they worked previously, every school they attended, and all their medical certification numbers. Yet, there isn’t one thing

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