Inside Job: Old Friends, New Day.

Chapter 6.

In the Men's Bathroom...

   Orrin enters through the door, and immediately rushes to one of the sinks and splashes his face with water. Reagan's childhood friend then dries his face with a paper towel and says to himself "Fuckin aye. It's not even noon yet, and I've already reached my limit from an anxiety standpoint." Just outside the bathroom in the hallway, the ninja-outfitted female individual can be seen entering the hall through a ceiling vent.

   "God I'm such a mess. Wish Reagan didn't have to see me like this." Orrin continues. As the unknown person sneaks her way toward the bathroom door, the new guy lets out a sigh of relief and says "Just hope the worst is over." Right next to the door, the ninja-dressed female sniffs a couple times. Then she rubs her hands together in a scheming manner, whilst letting out a silent but evil sounding witch laugh.

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On the Roof of the Facility...

   Reagan can be seen entering the area through the stairwell door. Brett, Glenn, and Andre are with the girl-boss as well, but Gigi and Myc are notably absent. "Where are Gigi and Myc?" the CEO asks the himbo. "Are they not coming?"

   Frat boy Brett taps his index fingers together and says "Yeahh. Apparently Gigi and the Security Chief have a weird kinda beef going on between them, so she didn't want to be near him." He rubs the back of his neck.

   Reagan is not surprised at all to hear this. She lets out a sigh of resignation. "Fucking Gigi."

   "As for Myc..." Brett continues. "...he has an excretion treatment today. Scheduling conflicts are indeed a thing."

   The boss lady shrugs and says "Ah well. Guess we don't need them for this." She then walks over to the head of security and tells him "Lay it on me chief. What's the situation?"

   The muscular African American male wearing the security uniform replies to Reagan saying "Just as I said earlier, Miss Ridley. 'Bloodbath without Bullets'. Whole security team up here is dead. No bullet holes on any of the victims. No stab wounds either. Whoever killed these men, knew some MMA shit."

   The CEO thinks for a second before saying "Hmm...Did you find any DNA, or fingerprints that don't match the victims?"

   "That's where it gets even weirder," the security chief says. "No DNA or Fingerprints that aren't theirs."

   Himbo Brett takes notice of this. "'No fingerprints'..."  he says. "Think maybe the assailant had their prints erased or something?"

   Andre raises an eyebrow and tells Brett "I mean...It-It's possible, but the lack of DNA though...this person would have to be incredibly thorough to pull something like that off."

   "I'm just hoping this wasn't my father." Reagan tells the addict. "He's no stranger to this kinda stuff." The Girl-Boss then inquires with the chief "Anything else you can tell us?"

   The head of security says "Yep. You see that vent over there?" He points to the nearby vent. "Vent cover is completely torn up. No blowtorch residue. No evidence of a grenade. Just totally shredded."

   "Aw fuck," Andre says. "Whoever did that is most certainly not human."

   The boss lady Reagan thinks for a bit, and Glenn replies to the drug addict by telling him "No disagreement there. Hell, I haven't been fully human for quite some time, and I can't tear shit up for the life of me."

   "Who knows?" himbo Brett says. "Maybe they used robot arms."

   As the frat boy finishes his sentence, an expression of terror appears on the CEO's face. "Oh no...I just got a really bad feeling," she says. Suddenly, the best girl's phone starts ringing. "Fuck. Please tell me this is just a prank." Reagan grabs the phone, looks at the caller ID, and she reads it aloud saying "'Withheld Number'. Jesus Christ." She presses the button to answer and says "Um...Hello?" Listening to the person on the other end of the conversation, Reagan silently exclaims "I fucking knew it!" She then puts the phone convo on loud speaker, and through the phone a familiar sounding manic laugh can be heard.

   "Wait a second," Andre states with a wide-eyed expression. "I recognize that laugh. It's-!"

   Just then, another voice is heard through the phone. It's the voice of Orrin, sounding like he's in pain. "Ugh. Somebody...h-help!"

   "Where the hell is he?!" The boss-lady asks with fury in her voice.

   The unknown person lets out a chuckle and replies "We're in the men's bathroom downstairs. Come alone."

   "Dammit," Reagan says as the phone line cuts off. Then an expression of guilt appears on her face. "I should've stayed behind. This is all my fault."

   "Are you gonna do what she said, Reagan?" Andre inquires. "Going at this alone seems kinda iffy."

   The boss lady curtly replies "I'm the one who put him in danger, Andre, which means he's my responsibility. Fuck. He was only real friend that I had when I was grade school. I can't lose him again." As the best girl finishes her piece, her cell phone rings once more. She grabs it and looks at the caller ID. "Myc?" She says sounding confused. "What the hell?"

   Reagan answers, and with loud speaker turned on Mushroom Myc's voice on the other end says "Are you two gettin your freak on up there? I'm sensing that Orrin's balls are getting squeezed right now."

   The girl-boss is obviously triggered as she hangs up and exclaims "No she fucking didn't! No she FUCKING DIDN'T!"

   As the boss lady stomps off, a surprised Glenn Dolphman says "Shit...She really cares about Orrin's balls doesn't she?"

   Andre puts a finger to his mouth and says "Yeah. You don't think Reagan actually managed to get a look at them, do you?"

   The Dolphin-Human hybrid shrugs his shoulders and says "Fuck if I know. I'm sure his balls are really nice though."

   Best boi Brett cuts in and says "Guys, can we please stop talking about Orrin's balls? This is getting weird."

   The druggie restrains himself from letting out a chuckle. "Come on, Brett. How long have you known us for? Let's be real here."