Return of the phantom stranger

Feb 21, 2005 21:42

If there was one thing I can always get a thrill out of, it's breaking into ritzy high security buildings. I mean some guys pay millions for their alarm systems and lasers and for what really? It's not like they could keep me out if I wanted in. Losers. But hey, it was more fun for me anyway. I mean where's the fun if there's no challenge to go with it? Take this building for example. It has all the latest and greatest techno gadgets. And the baby that they're 'protecting' is going to make me bank once I snatch it up.

I pulled my hair back into a tight pony tail once I made it to the roof of the building. Couldn't have my hair getting in the way now could I? Once I was adjusted and ready to go, I made my way over to the roof access door. "Ahh silly boys, control panels are for girls." Slipping my glove off I placed my hand on the panel and shorted the control box. Once inside the building I had a slightly more difficult time. I had to scale down a couple of floors, rewire some video surveillance and suspend myself upside down to refract some lasers. All in all it was child's play really. I was in and out in fifteen flat. Not too shabby if I do say so myself.

Once I was a couple blocks away, I stopped at pay phone to call the cops. I mean, what kind of good samaritan would I be if I didn't report the break-in? Besides, I always like to catch my work on the evening news down at the local pub. Especially when they're interviewing the owners and they're practically in tears. Just goes to show that you can't rely on a computer system to watch your crap for you. I mean honestly, if you're going to do it, you need to have a balance of alarm systems and security guards. Not that I couldn't take them out in one zap, but it would slow down any of my competition. Hmm, maybe I should write a book.

After I had stopped by my place for a quick change, I headed downtown to grab a drink. You know it can't be all work and no play. Besides, I wasn't scheduled to make the drop until tomorrow morning. I slid onto an empty barstool and caught Frank's attention. "Hey Frank, give me a red coat, and double the voddy." "And don't forget the 'swizzly thing' right Gwen? I flashed one of my best smiles. "I always did love those. You know if you weren't married Frank I think I'd kind of love you."

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