MISTAKE 128

Chapter 128: The agency makes its move

For the next hour, Rico and Mia worked in tandem, trying every trick in their considerable arsenal to bypass the box's security. The tension in the vault was thick; every failed attempt pushed up the stress.

"Guys," Leo's voice came through their earpieces, "we've got movement. A car just pulled into the parking lot."

"Shit," Jack hissed. "How many?"

"Just one person. Looks like a cleaner."

Jack ran a hand through his hair. "Okay, we've still got time. Rico, Mia, where are we at?"

Mia looked up, frustration evident on her face. "We've bypassed the biometrics, but this voice recognition is killing us. It's like nothing I've ever seen before." "Wait a second," Rico said, his eyes lighting up." "What if we don't need to bypass it? What if

we could trick it instead?"

"What do you mean?" Jack asked.

Rico grinned. "Mia, pull up that voice modulation program you used on the Stephenson job. If we can get a sample of the right voice, we might be able to synthesize it."

Mia's eyes widened. "That... that might actually work. But we'd need to know whose voice it's looking for."

Jack thought for a moment, then pulled out his phone. He dialed a number, speaking quietly

Chapter 128. The agency makes its thave

when it connected. "Sir, we're at the box, but we're stuck on voice recognition. Any ideas. whose voice

it might be keyed to?"

He listened for a moment, then his face paled. "Are you sure? Alright, we'll try it."

the team. "It's keyed to Anya Shaw's

moment

whispered. "As in, the actual

the one. Can

some public speeches of his in my database, but

tablet, Leo's voice came through again. "Guys, the cleaner's inside the building. You've got maybe ten minutes

panel. A slightly robotic but recognizable version of Anya's voice emanated from the device. "What do you mean? Password: Dad," the first sentence was pulled from the government archives of a cruise ship party. The password was produced

nothing happened. Then, with a soft click,

swung open.

did it!"

reaching into the box. "Now

inside the box, feeling around. His brow furrowed. "What

it?" Mia

"It's... There's nothing here. The box is

silence fell over

impossible," Rico said. "After all that security?

head. "Nothing. Not a

"The cleaner's almost at the

Jack cursed. "Alright, we're leaving.

they made their way back to their entry point. As they slipped out into the night, they could hear the faint sound of

connected, "we got into the box, but... it was empty. There was nothing there." He listened for a moment, his face growing

he turned to the team. "Change of plans. We're not going back to base. We've got

the van, the team exchanged worried glances. The night's mission had raised far more questions than it had answered, and they all had a sinking

from the curb, disappearing into the darkness. Behind them, the bank

was-no ordinary bank. This was bank operated by the Mafia. Something was

of the team was lost in thought, wondering what

time to process what happened when a dark van slammed into their vehicle, flipping them several times and

well-oiled machine, the Van withdrew and a row truck replaced it, and the entire

them, early risers starting their day, unaware of the drama that had unfolded in the heart of

weeks, leaving agents and analysts alike

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