A Series of Unfortunate Events One Shots

Top Secret Mission Part 2

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~Violet's POV

"Any idea what we're specifically looking for," I asked.

"Anything that can be used as incriminating evidence without arousing suspicion of the organization; we've been after this bastard for months. There have been 3 fires in the last year and we think it points to him. He's a relatively recent defector."

Fiona and I had made it out of the ventilation system and were now wandering the interior of the hideout on our quest. Every now and then a guard would come around causing us to have to hide. Duncan had informed us that an office would be the most logical place to look.

"Any kind of records of what happened would help," Fiona said softly, "Though I'm not sure if we'd find any. My mother used to say that villains were never one for paperwork. It's more of a volunteer thing."

"Believe me, I've seen enough paperwork to last a lifetime," I replied, "Let's check in here."

We headed into what appeared to be an office. Given that these were villains we were dealing with, the few books that were in here were nothing noteworthy. I even distinctly saw several books that Klaus personally hated. Lucky he's not here I suppose. I told Fiona to watch the door while I search the room.

"What do you see," Duncan asked.

"A few files in a desk," I replied softly.

I started reading them as fast as I could. They looked authentic; perhaps they would be enough for the mission. It detailed two out of the three houses that had been set ablaze in the past year. Which means the guy in charge here could only be responsible for two of the fires. Best two out of three I suppose; evidence is evidence. I shoved the files into my supply bag and left the rest of the desk exactly as it was before. It was only a matter of time before someone-

"Hide," Fiona whisper-shouted at me.

We each quickly ducked into individual hiding places in the room and listened as a man entered. From my position, I could see his face; he was the suspect we were looking for. He reminded me of Olaf. The same smug looking face, proud of the evil plots he's accomplished; it made me sick just looking at him. He looked around the room for a moment suspiciously. I knew Duncan could see us in here with his camera equipment and I felt bad that he was probably scared half to death from our situation.

The suspect retrieved a book from the nearby shelf and walked out of the room shutting the door behind him. Once we couldn't hear his footsteps anymore Duncan gave us a rather disturbing piece of information.

"Violet, Fiona, get out of there now! The building is on fire!"

"Shit!" I quickly checked the door, "Locked. Clever bastard!"

"Someone must have seen us come in here somehow," Fiona said.

"Or they had an inside source..." I replied sourly.

Fiona gave me a look, but didn't reply. In hindsight... that was probably uncalled for. I muttered an apology before checking my communicator for answers.

"Duncan can you tell us a way out of here? The faster, the better!"

If I wasn't panicking before I was surely going to panic now when all I heard on our comms was static.

"Duncan?!"

"Violet don't freak out, I'm sure Duncan is fine. If somebody found him he'd be able to handle himself right?"

I took a few deep breaths. "Yeah... he would..." I started tying my hair back before I continued. "We're going to need to break open that window if we want any chance of escape."