[Johan's POV]
"Isn't this a bit overkill to get information that's not even a hundred percent relevant to whatever Diego is up to?" Sean asked through the wireless earpiece Johan was wearing.
"This is not just about what he's up to. I need to get anything I can use. Like blackmail material." Grunting, Johan fastened a belt bag around his waist and pulled on a swimming cap to hide his hair. "Fuck, this getup is ridiculous, I'm sweating already."
Sean's laughter roared in his ear all the way from Alaminos. "It's eight thirty-six now, Couz. Should I turn off all CCTV now? Your IT Department will be alerted and people are already crowding outside the 'Under Maintenance' washroom."
"Fuck." Johan glared at a suspicious stain on the wall beside him. He shook his head. "I can't breathe in this. You know what? Stop laughing and let's abort this stupid mission."
