Careful not to draw attention, Jennifer pressed her ear against the same door she had lingered near before. This time, the voices inside were louder—urgent. “We need to move it tonight. If the audit catches wind of this, it’s over,” someone hissed.
“Move it? Move what?” she wondered, her heart racing. She watched from the shadows as the men prepared to leave, then quickly ducked behind a nearby door. The moment they were gone, Jennifer slipped into the room, her pulse pounding in her ears.