No, she'll need to work around the secure doors

"Well... the door is on the opposite side of the shaft," Jane explained. "And even if I could reach it... I can't open it. They're more secure than normal elevator doors."

"There should be another maintenance hatch into the air vents above floor thirteen," Ha'Penny said as Jane heard the other woman scrolling through building blueprints.

Click!

The panel opened and Jane smiled.

"Perfect! From this angle I think I can swing across and reach the opening," Jane said, "I just need something to hook that support beam..."

Jane glanced around, hoping for a length of electrical cable or something to get her across the open elevator shaft.

"Nothing."

"What about your skirt?" Ha'Penny suggested.

"M-my skirt!" Jane stammered, her blush growing hotter again.

"You'll be keeping out of sight anyway," Ha'Penny pointed out.

"I... I guess," Jane reluctantly agreed as she unfastened her short skirt.

Slipping out of the last outer garment, Jane was left clinging to the ladder in just her underwear.

With the skirt and belt tied together, she had a length of improvised rope to hook the support beam.

"Don't look down," Jane reminded herself as she threw the end of the skirt-belt-rope out and it snagged on the metal.

Holding on tight, the spy swung across the open gap.

RIP!

Clang!

The skirt tore at the far end of the swing and Jane scrambled to grab the edge of the maintenance hatch. Her elegantly painted fingernails gripped the rubber seal and she slowly dragged herself inside.

WOOOSH!

Smack!

"OW!" Jane yelped as a final passing elevator smacked her ass and sent her tumbling into the air vents. "Alright. I'm inside!"

"Proceed north," Ha'Penny instructed. "You won't be able to reach the laboratory from the vents, but you should get close."

"Thanks," Jane whispered back as she started to crawl through the narrow, metal shaft.

Jane squeezed ahead through the air duct, her bra-clad breasts pressed against the cold metal as her hips bumped from side to side.

"This is the worst part of infiltration," Jane whispered as she dragged herself forward.

"What about the..." Ha'Penny hesitated, "Loss of clothing?"

"Um..." Jane winced, "That's the worst."

"And the repeated groping?"

"Yes, that too," Jane pouted, "That's the worst."

"And getting spanked by an elevator?"

"YES!" Jane hissed through gritted teeth, "It's all been the worst! But it's almost over."

Reaching a dead end, Jane tried to loosen the metal grate separating her from the hallway below.

"Um, it won't open," Jane frowned, "Can you hack the lock please, Ha'Penny?"