Hidden Earbuds For Work Novels & Stories

“How will I get this information?” Avery brought out a tiny earbud and a flash drive. She stretched it to me. “This earphone will enable us to communicate from far distances. You need to wear it all the time. When you have the chance to be alone in his room, search for his laptop, it is black and has his initials encrusted on it. Once you have access to his system. There is a file I need. It contains details about his business and all the people he works with. Get all that into the flash drive and I will take it up from there.”

said Agra. “It's really bad, even though you yourself say that if someone talks to you, you face it, but what is this, you are using earphones instead. No wonder I was cracked, I didn't even hear it, ”scolded Adel who was agitated by Agra's super indifferent to him. “Who doesn't hear? I only use one side, ”said Agra, who suddenly turned to face Adel and it could be seen that Agra was wearing only the right side, while the left was just hanging.

It worked better if I never spoke of what I saw. Satisfied, Jonie reached into her pocket and pulled out a pair of earbuds. She stuck one into her ear then stuck the other in mine. Next, she reached into her book bag to turn on a device I couldn’t make out from where I sat. I heard three beeps then the voice of Principal Wilson filled my ear.

Fenella’s POV “You're good?” Laird asked me. “Uh huh,” I replied with a quick nod. I adjusted the receiver in my ear once again. The receiver was silver with crystals on the outside. Designed to deceive others, it resembled a full earring that was fitted around the entire edge of the ear. The earring was paired with a matching pendulum choker necklace because they were a set of receivers and voice recorders. Laird was also wearing the same receiver, but his model was rigid and plain black.

So I'm guessing that the design team must've contacted Kai early this morning. I ran to my room and grabbed a sweater. I was still in my workout gear but didn't have a chance to get changed. I need to send them those specs as soon as possible. So I put my earphones in and put my workout playlist on. Typically I only ever put the right earpod in to better focus on everything around me. I can hear the traffic sounds better with the one ear pod out. Well, if I have to head to the office this late, I might as well get something out of it. I said in my mind.

It was only when he saw him that he took off his headphones, his face darkening with anger. "How dare you barge into Mr. Nelson's office?" Because he'd been listening to music, he hadn't heard any of the commotion outside. Another possibility was that the soundproofing here was excellent. Ray glanced at the door. Even the edges were wrapped in leather, clearly designed for heavy sound insulation. He activated Spatial Severing. The middle‑aged man let out a shrill scream and clutched his right eye. Blood seeped through his fingers. One of his eyes was already blind.

However, Hilda turned her head away and started speaking to Nathan. Nathan had been working in another part of the country recently. Still, he managed to find time to come home and take a look around every once in a while. Having just come back on this day, he immediately responded to Hilda and answered, "You're right. I think that it's okay to give those who buy Jordan phones an earpiece or earbud. If this is not enough, we can even distribute a Bluetooth speaker to whoever enters the shop!" Both Connie and Linux were speechless.

Just nodded like he already knew. "Of course he did." Within an hour, Adrian calmed me inside and handed me a new phone and an iPad. “Work devices.” That’s all he said at first. Then his eyes met mine cold and sharp. “All calls are monitored. Don’t try anything smart.” My fingers tightened around the phone. So, even breathing freely wasn’t allowed now. Great!

But beneath the fabric, my pulse is hammering a rhythm of war. Gabriel moves into the frame of the mirror behind me. Silent. Watchful. He lifts my coat from the chair and holds it open. I slip my arms through the silk-lined sleeves, the weight of the wool settling onto my shoulders. He adjusts the collar, his fingers grazing the nape of my neck. It’s a professional touch, brief and efficient, but the heat of it anchors me to the floor. "Earpiece," he says quietly. I turn. He hands me the device—small, encrypted, secure. I fit the plastic bud into my ear canal. It seals out the room noise with a dull thud.

With a sharp, precise tug, I plucked out a tiny, nearly invisible wireless listening device that had been nestled deep inside his ear canal. "Can I see this for a bit?" I said, holding the microscopic piece between my thumb and forefinger, turning around to show everyone in the room. It was just something small, an advanced piece of communication tech, yet everyone in that corporate room could instantly identify what it was. He had been streaming the entire meeting live to Reuben, feeding Alpha Tech our exact movements in real-time. The evidence was undeniable. Mr. Maxwell, looked completely devastated. He looked between me and the trembling chairman.