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. "Ah, hell! I'll work on this later. Wait till I get my hands on that Adonian!"
He pulled the aerosol can out of his pocket. "You're going to take a little nap now, like your friend. You might want to sit in the chair first."
The woman sank down in the plush chair behind the desk. Jamil sprayed her in the face. She blinked once, and slumped forward.
Jamil slid the lasgun back into the holster. Opening the office door, he glanced quickly up and down the hall.
"Yes, I know the way out, Ms. Kohli. Thanks. We'll be in touch."
Shutting the door, Jamil walked swiftly down the hall.
"Any trouble?"
Harry rose to his feet. "Nope, all quiet. You?"
"Their senior tech spotted one of our guys out by the plane. I sprayed him before he got a good look. Let's get out of here. We're already late."
"Did you get the cards, make the code change?"
"In here." Jamil slapped his pocket.
Harry unlocked the front door. They both walked out into the bright sunshine.
"Keep me covered," Jamil ordered.
Harry posted himself outside the front door.
Jamil opened his briefcase, removed a large canister. On the way into the company, he had looked for and found the building's central air-conditioning unit, located on the roof. Jarnil climbed the maintenance ladder attached to the building's exterior wall. Once on the roof, he placed the canister beside the air intake system, pulled the ring tab on the top of the canisten White smoke began to rise and was immediately sucked into the system's intake
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