Detective Patterson merely nodded twice in response to Nicky's first question. "In terms of technology? Never biological things but... from what I know from the guy who took them down, they were packing serious heat... enough weapons to start a small war... and had numerous labs set up for the creation of fake fossils, which was part of another one of their schemes. My guy said he saw rows upon rows of computers and laboratory equipment... so who knows?" Dan shrugged here now.
"Also, in regards the surveillance footage, nothing was flagged aside from maintenance workers last night. The only access to the ventilation systems is through the maintenance tunnels, and while the Bureau's conducting preliminary interviews with the staff now, I doubt they'll come up with anything. My hunch? Uniform was stolen, as was a key card, and viola. Goodbye suspect. It could've been anyone, from anywhere." he muttered now.
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The Skylark Condominiums were one of the more affluent places to live in Westwood. They housed several prominent politicians and councilors, including Vincent Rubio. A parking lot surrounded the building, and two black vans pulled into the entrance, the words "Evolution Cleaners" emblazoned in white lettering on their side. One came to a stop in a space near the front entrance, its brake lights flashing, while the other circled around to the back.
A group of five men in coveralls stepped out, their leader carrying a clipboard close to his chest. Two carried duffel bags, a third wheeled a mop cart with him, and the fourth carried some brooms. Swinging open the double glass doors, their black shoes clicked on the marble foyer as they strode toward the square security desk in the middle of the floor.
The two guards on duty raised their heads, and one stood up from his chair and circled around from the desk. "Let me handle this." he told his partner, holding up his hand. He discreetly touched a bluetooth device on his belt that would broadcast a signal to the desk's main security system if not deactivated within 45 seconds. This would in turn trigger a silent alarm at the LAPD. He then undid the catch on his holster, keeping one hand on the butt of his sidearm but not drawing it. "Can I help you?" he asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Sure, Mac. Just cleaning the place!" the leader said, offering a friendly smile as he strode toward him.
"I don't think so. This building has its own cleaners, and you guys aren't it. I'm afraid you'll have to leave." the guard informed him.
"Really?" the leader lowered his clipboard slightly, as if gazing at an address. "Nah says this is the place. Skylark Condominiums." he stated, tapping a finger on the paper, but not lowering it enough for the guard to see.
"Sir, I'm sorry, but if you don't turn around and exit immediately, I'm going to have to-" he was cut off when the head cleaner suddenly lowered the clipboard all the way, pulling a 9mm silenced Glock pistol out from behind it and fired a shot right into the guard's throat. The guard toppled backward and before his body hit the floor, the assassin pivoted and fired off another quick round at the second guard, who was in the process of rising from his chair. The bullet's impact with his heart sent him reeling violently backwards, throwing the chair a few feet back on its wheels.
The first guard, still alive, tried to dig his pistol out, but was stopped by the assassin pumping another round into his forehead. Moving quickly over to him, the assassin bent down and checked the bluetooth device on the guard's belt. "Dammit!" he muttered, noticing it was on. "All right, let's go, people!" he called out to his comrades, who were busy letting in five more "cleaners" and locking the front doors. "Silent alarm's gone out. We've got 15 minutes tops to wrap this up!"
He grabbed hold of the first guard's body, and began dragging it behind the security desk while his companion with the mop began mopping up the blood on the floor. "OK, our targets are on the 8th floor. 8092 and 8096. Lewis, when we go up, send all elevators to that floor and then lock them down." the leader ordered. All these guys were dinos, and the one called Lewis pulled out a tablet from the duffel bag whilst the others began distributing automatic weapons amongst themselves. "Also, buzz the guys at the back in."
Lewis set to work, inserting a USB cable into the security computers and copying their protocols over to the tablet. He also pressed a button on the console, buzzing in the second assault team through the maintenance door in the back of the building, another ten guys streaming in from that direction, weapons at the ready. "Hey boss... the senator's goons are outside his place. I got two suits on the camera in the hallway in front." Lewis called over. The boss nodded once, and took a headset from one of his subordinates.
"What about Rubio's place?" he called over.
"Nothing on the cameras. Should be able to gain access without any problems." Lewis replied back, his voice slightly nasally as he finished copying the protocols over.
"Good... all right, let's head up. Feller, Mitchell, you two take Rubio's place. The rest of us will deal with the senator's security detail and take care of him. Stay in radio contact. We'll discuss the exit on the way up." All nodded, and together they began making their way towards the elevators.