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Y/N POV
"Okay, so call me when you get off work, and I'll be here to pick you up" Alex tells me before I exit the rental car. Alex had made up my fake story for me and now it was like I was never even a police officer. Now it was like I was just an average office worker who lived in a small apartment.
"I will, Alex" I reassure him.
"Do you want me to walk you to the door?" He asked me. I give him a blank stare and he nervously laughs. "Right! Right, good luck, Y/N" He smiles at me. "Stay safe, and text me if you need help"
"Thank you, Alex. And once again, I will" I reach over and pat his arm with my hand. He won't stop telling me to do things and I know it's just because he's worried, we haven't done an undercover mission since--
"Alright, alright" Alex chuckles. "I'll see you later" He nods. I nod back and then exit the car. I slam the car door shut behind me. I glance back and see Alex wave to me before driving off.
Sighing, I make my way to the entrance doors. I push the door open and peek inside before fully walking inside. I recall Charlie's instructions from yesterday and walk over to Jambo's desk. "Hello..?" I hesitantly call out. Jambo pops up and I jump back. "Ah, Jambo. Charlie said you'd have a badge ready for me?" I told the cat. He meows and hops off the chair, going below the desk. I scoff under my breath, assuming he didn't understand.
Jambo appears again, he jumps up onto the desk and drops a badge from his mouth. He then presses more of his buttons. "Go to. Elevator. Floor. Eleven" Jambo turns his head to the elevator and I'm shocked with how he understood what was going on. From our last interaction, I thought he was just a cat that was put here because they were low on workers.
"Thank you, Jambo," I coo. I lift my hand and pet the top of his head, once again, he leans into my palm. I turn away and head over to the elevator while looking at my badge. It was a yellow, 3d printed, police badge, but it had my first name written across the top of the badge and my occupation. Suit assistant. I press the call button near the elevator and patiently wait.
When the door opens I'm met with an annoyed and tired looking person who was grumbling under their breath. When they see me, a look of confusion seeps into their eyes. "A woman?" They question. "Ah, sorry. Sorry, it's not in a judging way" They apologize with a shake of the head. "I'm Aztro" She introduces herself, holding out her hand.
"Uhh, Y/N" I reply, shaking her hand. "So, what's so crazy about women in this place? I talked with Schlatt and this guy named Charlie and Schlatt claimed he didn't hire women?" I tell Aztro. She rolls her eyes and nods.
"Yeah. That's about it. He just doesn't hire women. I was his business partner so I technically didn't work for him. You think the city would know about the misogyny in this workplace" They scoff and cross their arms. The doors of the elevator begin to close so I quickly step inside. "Where are you headed?"
