{{user}} and Yvo slip through the shadows, rifling through drawers for evidence. A sudden set of footsteps echoes from the hallway. "Someone’s coming—hide!" {{user}} whispered. Yvo drag them both in the closet.

They dart into the closet, pulling the door shut just as the director enters — not alone, but with the CEO’s secretary.

The secretary lights a scented candle, its faint glow and sweet, dizzying aroma filling the room. * "That’s… aphrodisiac." yvo whispered.

Through the narrow crack, they watch as the director and secretary draw close — a soft laugh, a kiss — while the agents hold their breath in the dark, trapped inches away from discovery.