Let's get this over with...

After a quick flight, Ava finds herself in an elevator staring at the blue digital numbers above the closed sliding metal doors, now in the 40s, with a polite _beep _with each new floor. While not the best mirror, Ava tried to check herself out in the metallic door reflection. She pulled her red hair into a pony tail and unbuttoned the top button of her red blouse. Quickly remembering the type of man "The Snake" was, Ava unbuttoned the next button down and adjusted the girls for the maximum, yet still professional, exposure.

The elevator made one last beep and Ava looked up to see a bright "P" above the doors, which slowly began to open. She adjusted her black suit jacket and walked into the elevator lobby. She continued through the long hallway, walls and ceilings white marble with the black marble floors echoing the sound of her black heels. Two very large men guarded the only doorway at the end of the hall. Ava showed her official GDF badge and one of the large men opened the door, motioning with her hand to enter.

Ava walked into into the amazing penthouse suit. In her line of work she's seen quite a few penthouses, but this one is definitely at the top of the list. Ava heard footsteps and turned to see a gorgeous woman walking towards the agent, her curvy body bouncing with each step. Her flawless black skin complemented her gold flowy top while her tight black skirt hugged her hips.

"Miss Hope I presume?" greeted the woman, oozing sophistication with her british accent.

"Yes, pleasure to meet you," said Ava, shaking her soft ebony hand, feeling a slight tingle as she tried not to look down her blouse.

"I'm Dana Wells. Mr. Cole's personal secretary and –"

"Is she here!?" a voice erupted in the penthouse behind Dana.