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Brandi showed her badge to the guard at the check-in desk. His eyes widened at the bypass code on it, but he politely ushered her around security and through the express lane. She didn’t often have to come in to the main office and knew she was unrecognizable as the woman who’d visited last time. Fortunately, all that was necessary for the guard to know was that she had earned the three digit code gaining her fast entrance today.
Four more guards stood straighter as she neared her target destination. She stopped outside the office per protocol and pulled her g*n from the back of her jeans. She held it in the air while suffering a silent pat down from two of them.
Efficient hands slid down and between her legs. She thought she heard a low, frustrated growl nearby. Her thoughts went ins
