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The living room was deserted, and she headed straight for the bedroom. As she entered, there was a sudden “bang” as the door
behind her closed, and she looked startled. Before she could turn around, a sharp pain struck her neck, and she blacked out.
Estelle eyed the woman on the floor, dragging her to the bed. She pulled out a small bottle of liquid, pouring it over the woman’s
face. The liquid melted and flowed over the woman’s face, and within moments, Estelle peeled off a latex mask from Myra’s
visage. Fitting the mask onto her own face, Estelle’s features transformed seamlessly, without the slightest flaw. After rummaging
through Myra’s belongings, she found a keycard for the twelfth sublevel, gagged Myra, and tied her to the bed before turning to
leave. Estelle made her way directly to the twelfth sublevel. Myra’s keycard worked on one elevator in particular. Once it opened,
Estelle faced the quarters where Bernard and his lady lived. The lab was off-limits to her. Bernard was out, and his lady was
lounging on the sofa, applying a facial mask. She saw “Myra” come in and said, “You’re up early today!” Estelle nodded and
began tidying up the room. The woman peeled off her mask and changed into a swimsuit, heading out to the sun-baked desert.
She was off to swim. Estelle’s eyes, equipped with contact lenses, emitted a soft blue glow as she searched the room; no
surveillance equipment was in sight. She quickly connected with Amiee. “The data’s not on the computer – Bernard must’ve
stashed it somewhere. Check his study,” Amiee instructed. Estelle obeyed, heading towards the study. The study was vast, filled
with books on weaponry and more. Estelle scoured the bookshelves for
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secret compartments but found nothing. No clues surfaced on the desk either. Amiee was puzzled, “Where could he keep the
data? He can’t leave the twelfth sublevel; it should be somewhere he can easily access.” Estelle checked every nook of the
desk, and as her finger neared the mouse, Amiee warned, “Don’t touch the mouse. It’s alarmed.” Estelle glanced at the black
mouse, which if alarmed, suggested Bernard feared anyone using his computer. In that brief pause, Amiee seemed to grasp her
thoughts, quickly saying, “I’ve hacked into the computer twice already, to no avail.” With no useful leads and the woman returning
from her swim, Estelle had to retreat to the living room for now. The woman went to change, and once she was done, Estelle
seized the chance to collect the dirty laundry, giving the bedroom a quick once-over for any hidden compartments. Still, nothing.
Estelle knew she had to leave for the time being. “Don’t worry; we’ll find it!” Amiee said. “Sure,” Estelle nodded slightly, ending
the call. Back on the first sublevel, she had morphed back into Ivy. (Image) But today, they all sat silent, anxiety written across
their faces. Upon Estelle’s arrival, someone shouted, “Ivy’s here!” “It’s Ivy!” The crowd swarmed around her, “Ivy, something
terrible’s happened!” Updated at Drаmanovels.com “Please, you have to save Lillian!” “Lillian might not make it!” (Image) (Image)
“Somebody just found her in the woods out back, but she looks she might not survive!”