The digital progress bar ticked upward on the monitor: 78%... 79%... 80%.The spy’s luck ran out cold. Before the counter could hit eighty-one, a tall shadow fell across the desk, and the general manager stopped directly in front of him.His hands shaking, and heart beating rapidly, the spy yanked the USB flash drive out of the side port, dropping it into his palm, and rapidly clicked the mouse to return the computer screen to the default homepage."And what are you doing here, Mr. Daniels?" the manager asked, narrowing her eyes as she looked down at him.Daniels swallowed hard, forcing his trembling hands into his lap as he scrambled to pull a lie together before suspicion took firm root. "The... the receptionist had to take care of an emergency, sir," Daniels stammered, pulling himself up from the chair. "So I helped her cover the desk for a minute... oh, look, she's almost back already."He gestured toward the far hallway, where the receptionist was just rounding the corner, looki
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