The black SUV departed Robby's Auto Repairs, their clandestine hideout, and infiltrated Mast Aire Airport's parking lot undetected, despite EAE Intelligence's vigilant surveillance. Their mission: extract Suzana, a high-value target.
After parking, Debbie, dressed in a tailored black suit, assumed her role as a High Profile Protection Officer. However, her eyes betrayed a flicker of doubt. 'Lauda's wild cards always made her take risks that could jeopardize the entire mission". Debbie's concern wasn't Lauda's ability, but her willingness to take risks that could jeopardize the entire mission. Lauda's emergence from the SUV, exuding confidence, dispelled Debbie's concerns momentarily, Debbie bows and closes the door.
Lauda's stilettos clicked confidently on the marble floor, her wild nature subdued by her Personal Concierge persona. The majestic airport entrance framed her entrance, drawing admiring glances from onlookers. Lauda's entrance sparked a flurry of admiring glances. Her exquisite gown accentuated her curves, commanding attention, but her allure came with a cost. Men who dared to gaze at her were swiftly reprimanded by their own partners, the women's fierce protectiveness igniting verbal spats and physical altercations. As the tension escalated, Lauda remained serene, her poise unshaken amidst the turmoil, followed by Debbie, who escorts her into the airport as they meet the airport's grand entrance, the security team at the sliding doors bow at Lauda, Lauda's stilettos clicked confidently on the marble floor, the soft chime of the airport's waterfall feature and the hum of conversation filled the air as she entered.
Lauda and Debbie entered Mast Aire Airport, awestruck by its opulent interior. The crystal chandeliers, marble floors, and glass accents radiated luxury. As they approached the VIP reception, Lauda's stunning presence drew admiring, envious, and lustful gazes from the crowd, bridging social divides.
As Lauda and Debbie approached the elite check-in counter, they discreetly surveyed their surroundings. Unbeknownst to the crowd, two EAE Intelligence teams were embedded. A refined woman, posing as an heiress, was accompanied by a skilled male and female security duo. Additionally, a male operative had infiltrated airport security. Lauda and Debbie's trained eyes detected these subtle presences.
As Lauda and Debbie approached, a woman looked up to attend to them. Her eyes widened slightly, taken aback by Lauda's striking presence. However, professionalism swiftly kicked in, and she composed herself, greeting them with a warm smile
The flight attendant or receptionist at the counter, where high-end clients typically receive personalized service, greets them.
Lelilah: "Welcome to Mast Aire Airport. How may I assist you?' Lelilah asked, her smile professional"
Lauda, still embodying her assertive persona, rests her hand on the top and holds her chin, exuding a nonchalant attitude, as Debbie, from the back, assumes her role.
Debbie: "Hello, we're from Aurora Media Group. We're here to pick up someone called Suzana, please."
The lady's eyes narrowed slightly as she accessed the database. 'Just a moment,' she murmured, before her face cleared. 'Please, have a seat. I'll process your check-in
As Lauda and Debbie waited in Thier seats, lauda discreetly touched her earpiece, Diana's voice whispered in her ear.
Diana (via earpiece): "Alright, team. Lauda, Debbie, do you have eyes on those two?"
Debbie responded, her voice low and cautious: "Affirmative, but they seem to have halted their approach. No further movement."
Diana's satisfaction was palpable, even through the earpiece: "Excellent. Debbie, you initially doubted me, but let me enlighten you. Our mission parameters shifted due to valuable intel Madam extracted from Kenny – unbeknownst to EAE Intelligence."
Debbie's interest piqued, she continued listening.
Diana: "EAE doesn't know how many High Profile Protection police Officers or detectives will be escorting Suzana. This blind spot works to our advantage, courtesy of Madam's cunning. We've adjusted our plan, inserting Lauda as an undercover Personal Concierge instead of a detective. Her expertise will facilitate seamless integration."
Lauda's gaze remained fixed on her task, her expression unreadable, as she absorbed Diana's words.
"That's why those two haven't made a move; our unexpected twist has disrupted their strategy. Diana pauses, her tone turning grave."
"Do you realize that there were two snipers who have taken positions within the airport's outer perimeter? One that required immediate attention. Seriously, guys, how did you miss this? Nobody checked or asked if the perimeter was secure, if there were any snipers lurking. That's why I had to step in."
Diana's expression darkens, her voice laced with concern.
"Imagine if those snipers had remained undetected. Our plan would've been compromised. When you two arrived, it caused a stir. They weren't expecting a Personal Concierge accompanied by only one High Profile Protection POLICE Officer – no detectives, no additional officers."
"Relying on his snipers, Victor allowed the two teams to proceed, but when radio silence persisted, he aborted the operation. Imagine the chaos if those snipers had remained, spotting me or us... What a disaster!!."
Debbie's voice echoed concern. "We can't confirm Kenny's team is coming. EAE Intelligence will alert Mast Aire Airport, and they'll twist this against us. We'd be held as enemies."
Diana's expression turned cold, her mind racing back to the events following their departure from Robby's Auto Repairs, their secret hideout.
Diana's thoughts drifted back to the events that unfolded just hours before Lauda and Debbie entered the airport, the adrenaline still coursing through her viens.
(Diana mounted her bike, speed-dialing ByePat. "Get the drones ready." ByePat complied, and the two drones soared towards the snipers' positions.
Diana navigated the bike through the streets, her eyes locked on the drones' feed. The snipers were pinpointed.
The first Sniper, inexperienced and jittery, fired wildly at the drone. Its agility allowed it to dodge the bullets. Diana seized the opportunity, taking him out with a precise headshot.
The seasoned sniper, snipe dodged and weaved, relocating to an adjacent building as the drone closed in. With seconds to spare, he took out the drone, but his relief was brief. Diana's rifle cracked, her bullet whizzing past his ear to strike his shoulder, a hair's breadth from a fatal headshot. The sniper's lightning-fast reflexes had saved his life.)
Returning to the Airport, Diana's gaze refocused on Lauda and Debbie's progress, her eyes narrowing as she assessed the situation.
"Lauda, after checking in, head to the restroom with Debbie and wait precisely five minutes. Victor's likely to have contingencies in place. I've devised a plan to counter his moves. Stay vigilant; our window is narrow."