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xxx"and these secrets all that we've got so far,
xxxthe demons in the dark, lie again.
xxxplay pretend like it never ends
xxxthis way no one has to know"
Willow shook her head. "No. Winter always answers his phone and would always text me. With the way things have been lately, we always stay in contact. Something's wrong. I'm going to the security office to see if I can find anything on the CCTV." Willow didn't say anything else, just walked out of the apartment and headed for the small security office. She wasn't used to working with other people, and she wasn't planning on changing the way she did things for one person she barely knew. She had a job to do, and she didn't let people interfere with that. There was a reason Spectre worked alone.
Luckily for her, the office was empty. As she scanned the screens, it seemed they were attempting to deal with the suddenly malfunctioning gate. She grinned, and started clicking through the computers, trying to see if she could figure out where the footage was stored. It didn't appear to be stored on the computer itself, which was a smart move. There was, however, a server connected to one of them, which she managed to weasel her way into it. There, she found the footage. The first file she encountered was dated the previous day's date, which she clicked into and opened. As expected, there was no sound, but it also wasn't for Winter's floor. She kept opening files until she found the right one. She started skipping through it, looking for Winter. Him going out to work. Him coming back again. Him going out again, presumably to meet her. Then, she found it. Two big, burly guys. Waiting outside his apartment. Then, Winter showing up. Him raising his hands to fight- and the footage cut out as the time hit 00:00. "Dammit!" She started searching again. The most recent file had to be here somewhere, had to be stored locally.
Luckily for her, the office was empty. As she scanned the screens, it seemed they were attempting to deal with the suddenly malfunctioning gate. She grinned, and started clicking through the computers, trying to see if she could figure out where the footage was stored. It didn't appear to be stored on the computer itself, which was a smart move. There was, however, a server connected to one of them, which she managed to weasel her way into it. There, she found the footage. The first file she encountered was dated the previous day's date, which she clicked into and opened. As expected, there was no sound, but it also wasn't for Winter's floor. She kept opening files until she found the right one. She started skipping through it, looking for Winter. Him going out to work. Him coming back again. Him going out again, presumably to meet her. Then, she found it. Two big, burly guys. Waiting outside his apartment. Then, Winter showing up. Him raising his hands to fight- and the footage cut out as the time hit 00:00. "Dammit!" She started searching again. The most recent file had to be here somewhere, had to be stored locally.