Laura/Jennifer/Johnny/Natalie Part who even knows anymore XD

                “I have to make an appointment!?”  Natalie growled at the Bloomsburg secretary, “I used to work here!” 

                “I’m sorry ma’am, I can’t allow just anyone to see Mr. Riddle,” the secretary replied matter-of-factly. 

                “But I’m not just anyone!  Have you already forgotten who I am?” 

                “Please make an appointment and Mr. Riddle will get in touch with you as soon as he can.  Now, I’m going to have to ask you to leave,” the secretary motioned towards the door.   

                “Well,” Laura muttered as she and Natalie exited the building, “that went well.  Not to sound redundant or anything.” 

                “Sorry, I didn’t expect them to completely ignore the fact that I worked for them for so long.  Although it probably doesn’t help that I stormed out of here after I got fired.” 

                “It’s fine; I got what I needed anyway.  We’ll just have to do this a slightly different way than I had planned.”  She held up a small business card with a list of employees on it. 

                “Johnny’s name isn’t even on it,” Natalie observed, pulling the card close to her face so she could read it better.    

                “It doesn’t matter, I’m assuming that you can figure out which of these is him,” Laura smiled at her. 

                Natalie sighed, “I’m sure I can…”

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                Jennifer and Laura stood behind Natalie as she scrolled through her computer.  Her fingers were a blur on the keyboard, and then she pulled up a picture of Johnny.  It was a current one too.  “He’s under the name Daniel Riddle.  As Mr. Riddle’s adoptive son…interesting.”

                “What’s interesting?”  Laura leaned closer to the screen, trying to read the information that flashed across the screen. 

                “It never said this before…but now his files are saying that he was adopted from an orphanage when he was ten years old.  It’s saying he’s been living with Mr. Riddle for eight years!” Natalie looked outraged, “somebody has tampered with these files.  They’re trying to cover something up.  But here’s what we’re looking for.”

                Laura looked at her eagerly, “what is it?” 

                “His home address.” 

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                Jennifer slipped past house after house, looking up at addresses.  Her dark clothes allowed her to blend in perfectly with the murky night.  Few street lamps lined this block of the neighborhood, but instead of making her nervous, this fact had a calming effect on her.  She squinted her eyes in an attempt to see further down the street.  Gasping quietly, she ducked between two of the houses, and just in time. 

                A tall man strode past the place she had just been standing, casting his eyes around in all directions, searching for her.  A large bulge in his jacket pocket screamed that this was no pedestrian on a nighttime stroll.  She crouched in the shadows between the two houses, trying to calm herself.  It had been a very close call and she was not accustomed to being surprised like that. 

                As soon as she was sure that the guard had moved on, she slipped her phone out of her pocket and flipped it open, shielding the light with her hand from prying eyes.  She sent a quick message to Laura: “Single guard confirmed.  Possibly more.  Be careful.” 

                  Jennifer watched from her hiding spot as a dark shape slipped from behind a car at the end of the block.  It snuck down the street, ducking behind trees and parked cars as it made its way towards Jennifer’s position.  As soon as it was about two feet away from her, she slipped out of the gap between the houses, and pulled the dark figure back into the deeper shadows. 

                “Okay, so how are we doing this?”  Laura whispered, barely making a sound.  “Our original plan wasn’t counting on guards.” 

                “Continue with the plan, I’ll take care of the guards,” Jennifer slipped a silencer out of her pocket and attached it to her handgun. 

                Laura nodded and continued back out into the open, keeping close to the car-lined street.  Jennifer held her position until she could hear the guard’s footsteps returning.  She quickly lunged out, squeezed the trigger, and then crept back into her original position.  She watched as Laura emerged from behind a battered truck and caught the body before it hit the ground.  She dragged it out into the street and pushed it under a rusted old van. 

                Jennifer sent her another message: “Okay, go now.  I’ll keep an eye out for anything suspicious.”