That son of a b-

You work for a secret agency. Your mission this week is to get a document in a heavily guarded building. As you arrive, you see Wesley, a agent from a rival agency. You lock eyes as he fixed up his harness and gloves.

"You came for that document?"

He smirked.

"Doesn't matter anyway. It's mine, love."

Wesley said to you with a cocky grin before pulling on the wire rope attached to his harness, ascending through the opening you were supposed to go through.