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Tink.” Ross said. "Could you let Dario and Jackson know?"
                  "Sure, sure, sure," she chanted in her usual three time manner.
                  "Tink," Adrian started with a grunt. "I've got...fucking old ass VHS security tapes dating all the way back to when this place opened. Can you do anything with them?"
                  "Ancient shit," she mumbled, and I could hear her rifling around on the other end. "Yeah," she huffed. "I still have my converter. Can you take them?"
                  "I am taking them," he countered gruffly, and we heard tapes being picked up and slapped back down. "This room hasn't been touched in ages, but I'm only taking the most recent ones."
                  "Cool," Ross snickered. "That's really helpful, pretty boy," she said sarcastically.
                  I grinned, shoving at her a bit, but I did love it when she teased him.
                  "Shut up," he growled into the radio. "I'm more than just a pretty face. Ask Alyssa."
                  His amusement could not be missed, especially when I cracked the fuck up over the radio. "Aw," I crooned over the earpiece as Doc and I gave the office one more rifle-through. "He does have a pretty face, though... Hmmm...What’s for dinner, baby?" I purred, smiling at Doc's chuckle, because his gift of cooking wasn’t at all what he was referring to.
                  Adrian was an awesome cook and damn if I hadn't benefited from it, with all of those late night cheater stings.
                  Adrian snickered sexily over the radio. "Homemade pizza, but I'm not telling you what dessert is, Alyssa." His voice took on a low, dangerous tenor, the tone that screamed sexiness and carnal promises.
                  "Ooh, hot damn," Ross grinned, shoving me out the office door.
                  "Dessert indeed, Adrian," I snickered, shaking my head. "We're done up here. What about you?"
                  "I'm good," he chuckled, coming out from underneath us on the first floor. He held up three tapes, before tucking them away into the bag slung across his shoulder. "I can't imagine they'll be missed."
                  "No, probably not," I agreed, making sure that the office door was locked behind me. "Well, we've got a decent amount on this case. As soon as Tink has those profiles, you know who to talk to next." I sighed, following Ross and Doc toward the door in which we came in, but looked over the railing to see Adrian staring back toward the door.
                  "We've got company, girls," he breathed over the radio, motioning us to get out the door as he bolted silently but quickly for the stairs. "Get out. Get to the car. I'll be right behind you."
                  We never argued in the field, but I hated leaving the building when he wasn't at my side. The three of us slipped out the back door and practically slid down the outside metal stairs. We both gave the door a glance for a brief moment, before slipping around the corner, but I found myself tugged back.
                  "Boss, we've got...one, two cars outside. Looks like cops, and they're between us and the car," she whispered into her headset. "Get your ass out of there."
                  "Probably the industrial park's security," he breathed. "Rent-a-cops...because they're not actually coming in yet. They're just shining a light through the window of the front door. They'll see movement if I move."
                  "Then stay still, Adrian," I whispered.
                  "Damn it," he growled, and my eyes met Ross's as we waited. "They're coming in."
                  "Shit," Doc hissed, looking around. "What we need is a distraction..."
                  I peered around the corner and saw that we were clear to the car. "I've got an idea," I