It was Saturday, so Global Technologies was empty for the most part. Oliver gave the front desk security guard a nervous wave and some excuse about forgetting some files he needed to go over before Monday. The guard seemed more bored than anything and simply waved him through before returning to the comic book he was reading.
The man from Para-Force, Liam Lamont, turned out to be a capuchin monkey shifter, so had found his own way into the building from above, promising to meet Oliver at Darius’s office on the seventh floor. He wasn’t sure why the man needed his help, or why he even agreed to help in the first place, but here he was, sulking his way through the building, hoping not to get caught and only wanting to stay as far away from the paranormal chaos as possible.
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