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."

team. "It's keyed

was a moment of stunned

"As in, the actual

"That's the one. Can you

speeches of his in

the building.

from the device. "What do you mean? Password: Dad," the first sentence was pulled from

happened. Then, with a soft

swung open.

it!" Rico

the box. "Now let's see what all this

feeling

is it?" Mia

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

stunned silence fell over the

"After all that security? There's got to be

his head. "Nothing. Not a damn

cleaner's almost at the vault. You need

Jack cursed. "Alright, we're

back to their entry point. As they slipped out into the night, they could hear the faint sound of a vacuum starting

box, but... it was empty. There was nothing there."

of plans. We're not going back to base. We've

more questions than

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

this was-no ordinary bank. This was bank

quiet streets, each member of the team was lost in thought, wondering what they

what happened when a dark van slammed into their vehicle, flipping

truck replaced it, and the entire crew was dragged away

city began to wake around them, early risers starting their day, unaware of the drama that had unfolded in the heart of their

agents and analysts

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