Too weak

Two levels above her, the party was going along fine. She was sure her supposed target for the evening was having a great time, knowing that his safety was secured.

Kathy O'Connor wasn't happy. This whole mission had gone south from the very start. As soon as she had gotten out of the limo, and made her way up the broad marble steps, these three gorilla's had come for her. She had no idea how or why, but they had seen straight through her; her cover had been worthless.

They had frog-marched her downstairs, through a large kitchen, full of busy personal, curiously watching the four of them. After that, in a dim corridor, they stopped by what seemed to be a very low, wooden door in the left wall. One of the guards squatted down and opened it. He proceeded to crawl through it, barely fitting through. As soon as he had made it, one of the other two just gestured, not even trying to hide his excitement. Disgusted, she dropped to her knees and started to crawl, well aware of the spectacle she was presenting, in that damned, short golden evening dress.

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