Agents.  Missions.  DO and SEE It All. The Art of Placement: 2003 © Bryan Fear Page 9 of 13
Barley took his pen out and looked over his clipboard. "I'm glad to hear that, but I could care less what's in this building. Your employer owns that one over there." He said while gesturing a thumb at the one across the street. The foreman was taken aback for a second. "I don't know nothin' about that one. We own that?" The building inspector peered up from the clipboard to read his opponent's face for a second. "Yeah, you didn't know? Well, maybe owners don't tell their employees every little detail but yeah, your company's owner owns this one as well. Can you let me in?" The foreman explained that he didn't have keys and that in the years he had worked here, he had never seen anyone so much as go in or out of that building. It was all Barley needed to hear. He pulled his rented white pickup with magnetic logos on the doors around to the back of the property. One swift use of bolt-cutters later, and he was in the crumbling edifice. It wasn't the tallest building in the area, but at seven stories tall, it was tall enough. He reached the to floor and looked towards the convention center. It was quite a view. To his right he could even see the patio of the top floor of the Hyatt. The eleventh was a bit of a stretch in some places thanks to neighboring towers, but one patio in particular was clearly visible; that of one doctor Ben Rice.
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