Retreat

The thought was tempting, but as enticing as it was, it was ten times scarier. He was already lucky for Gregory, or June now, to not have noticed he wasn't Judy. He certainly didn't wanna push it.

"No sir. I uh, need to get some work done."

"Right." June nodded. "That's why I love you girl. If I didn't have you, I wouldn't get anything done besides hooking up with hunks." She giggled, the change of language from the cold, calculated CEO to this slutty college girl still unbelievable.

Greg didnt change just in body, but his entire character, personality and mannerisms changed to match this June. The mask made him a new person inside and out.

The same happened to you, it dawns on you. That's why he hasnt been able to tell you aren't really Judy. You speak like her, hold yourself like her, nod and emote like her... you are her.

For a moment you regret opting out of this dress up, sheer curiousity enticing you to try on another face. Luckily your survival instincts held you back.

'June' turned back towards the mirror, adjusting her hair and smudging her make up like she was just any regular 20 year old getting ready fir a night out.

"I'll get the 9 am meeting, you already have a full platter. Take Wednesday off." She said, gregory's commanding tone clashing with June's bimboish twang.

Whatever she was adjusting in the mirror seems to have concluded, as without warning she abandoned her reflection and walked past Sam without as much of a look.

"I'm gonna take a shower, don't wait up." Was all she said as she exited the hidden room back towards the lavish penthouse lobby.

Sam was overwhelmed. He almost let the act drop but collected himself. He was still here, the cold, ruthless CEO he came to investigate- even if he was wrapped in a delicious 5'2" package.

Sam cleared his throat and got back into characyer. "Right then, uhm, sir. I'll be leaving then." Sam replied quickly. He was already testing his luck and didn't want to stay in the lion's den any longer than he had to.

"Don't forget the mask for Kyle!" June replied from beyond a corner, her voice only growing more distant.

Sam wanted to ask who was Kyle, but stopped himself. Judy would know who Kyle was, whoever it is, and until Klaus was gone he had to stay in character.

He tried to think back to their conversation. There was so much information thrown at him and so much stress to remember that he could hardly recall the details that happened just minutes ago.

Right, hold on. Kyle. Klaus told him to choose a mask and give it to Kyle. Since Kyle was going to the tax office in place of... Ivan. The Tax office was where Lindsey worked.

He gulped. The thought of enseminating his best friend's workplace with agents of Klaus sent a shiver down his spine. But he didn't have a choice, did he? Klaus would know if he didnt have a person in the tax office. Judy would know she had to give a mask to Kyle, wouldn't she?

No. No she wouldn't.

Judy wasn't here. She was with Ivan. Everything Klauss told him thinking he was Judy would never reach the real woman. And that includes the Kyle assignment.

Judy doesnt know Kyle needs to replace Ivan. Kyle doesnt know he needs to replace Ivan, he hopes. Ivan doesnt seem to know either.

Only Sam and Klaus do, and Klaus wouldn't care to check whether the agent there is actually Kyle, as long as they deliver results...

His frozen gaze turned towards the wall of masks. If he assed the situation rightly- which he doubted he did, nobody would know if he... just took one. For himself.

Well, he'd have to fill that role in the tax office. Be close to Lindsey. Lie to her. Does he have to?

Either way its better than some heartless agent being so close to her...

He unforze instantly, pacing quickly towards the wall of masks. Klaus let him pick any one... No, wait. He told him to pick one from the scholarship program. But which were those?

He looked around for any placard, any order or something that could helo him figure out the order of each mask. After a long moment his eyes landed on what appeared like... An Alexa?

He couldn't help but chuckle. This massive impersonation operation, and he uses the most common home assistant. Did Klauss trust Bezos on this? Was he in on this? Maybe what they say about billionaire cabals isnt so far fetched...

"Hey Alexa?" He spoke hesitantly in Judy's voice, and the device lit up. He hoped he got the right idea...

"Uhm, which masks are the scholarship ones?"

Alexa paused. For a moment he thought it was gonna trigger some alarm, that Klauss was about to rush down to attack him in June's tiny frame. Then she answered.

"The masks whose identities belong to members of KLI's student scholarship are on the third shelf on the rightmost side. There are 7 scholarship graduates in the Gallery per my last update."

The Gallery. That's how they called it. An awfully picturesque name for something so terrifying. He looked up to the third shelf and followed it all the way to the right. Like she said- 7 faces. 3 male and 4 female. His options were limited already, as the boss told him to get a female one. He inspected his options.

Klauss told him to grab a cute one, someone who'd make head turns and guards dropped. Someone attactive, thin, beautiful.

He inspected the faces one by one. 4 scholarship students who paid for their tuition by giving their identities to Klaus. 4 identities Sam could pick to be his own.

He gulped. He was a woman right now, wearing Judy's face, but this felt different. Judy's was a last minute reprieve to avoid beinf detected. He barely had time to inspect his new anatomy. Now, he gets to pick which woman he wants to be for the rest of this investigation.

The first face was older than the rest. In her 30s, a stern, professional looking white woman. He ruled that one out. There was something hot about her, but Klauss asked for someone young and unassuming.

This left him with 3.

The first was a fake blonde, bimbo-looking latina with full lips, heavy makeup and carefuly done eyebrows. Her name playe red as "Selena Guerres".

He pressed the small screen and a display came to life. "Selena Guerres, 23. KLI scholarship graduate in marketing. 5'5", 120lbs, 32DD."

He gulped and look down at your own chest. Judy was curvy enough, could he handle 32DD?

She didn't seem to meet Klaus's demands exactly, but she would certainly turn heads and make people drop their guard...

He moved on to the next one. She wasn't too impressive, a small, ratty looking asian girl. Someone who'd go unnoticed. Perfect for the mission. But didn’t Sam want to sabotage it?

Her name was Ming Huang. Scholarship student out of Taiwan, 21 years old, 4'9", 103 lbs and 26A. She's tiny.

The last girl seemed different all together.

She looked young, no older than 19, and beautiful. She had these soft, innocent features that would make anyone fall in love in one look. She had firey red hair and thick eyebrows that made even the lifeless mask look strangely playfull. Her name was Alicent Morrow, and the screen taught him that somewhere, her real self was still studying engineering. She was taller than the rest, standing at 5'6 with 125 lbs and a nice pair of B cups to her name. What more, he realized- she was exactly Lindsey's taste.

Somewhere in the far end of the house, he heard a shower turn off. He had to choose now.