The Front Door

Laurel snuck up towards the front entrance, taking extra care to stay out of the guards line of sight. The last thing she needed tonight was for yet another person seeing her naked, especially an armed person. She finally got close enough to get a good look at her obstacle.

He was wearing a standard security outfit, nothing that would attract attention, other than the fact that he was much better built than the average warehouse guard. He had a holstered handgun on his side and a whistle around his neck. If he saw her, he could alert the entire building within seconds. Assuming he didn't get distracted by the nude woman hiding in the muck. Nonetheless, Laurel decided that stealth was the best option and grabbed a nearby soda can off the ground and tossed it to the opposite side of the doorway, tossing it high so he wouldn't see. As expected, he immediately turned to investigate, keeping a hand on his holstered gun and moving towards the sound.

Unfortunately, he didn't move too far away. It was still too risky for Laurel to slip through the doorway without alerting him. She had to take him out. Sneaking up behind him as quickly and as quietly as she could, Laurel grabbed his gun with one hand and wrapped her arm around his neck with the other. As soon as she did, however, he also grabbed the gun, pinning both of their hands together with neither actually holding the weapon. Laurel resorted to **** him while his other hand flailed about, slapping against her bare hip, even slapping her butt at one point. That, as well as the feeling of her breasts pushing into his back, only motivated Laurel to hurry up.

Eventually, he grew limp in her arms and started to collapse to the ground. Laurel cradled him to prevent him hitting his head on the cement and laid him down before checking his breathing to make sure he was fine. Once she was satisfied, she took his gun out of the holster and flipped off the safety. She would prefer not to use the gun but given the situation, she would feel much safer with it.

After dragging the **** guard out of sight, Laurel made her way into the warehouse. Walking down an empty hallway, she kept her gun up and her eyes peeled for anything out of the ordinary. Her nude state had made her even more aware of her surroundings and potential threats, she tried to focus on rescuing Sara and escaping rather than her naked adventure...

That's when she realised that the guard had a uniform. Not only could she have worn it but it might've helped her blend in. And she left it behind. _'What is wrong with me?' Laurel thought, 'That's twice now that I've turned down clothes. Maybe there's still time to go back and get them.?'_

As Laurel pondered whether to go back, she heard voices coming from down the hallway. After a moment of panic, Laurel decided to preserve the scraps of modesty she had left and hide in a nearby janitors closet, keeping the door slightly open so she could see who it was.

As they came into view, Laurel readied the gun and held her breath, hoping to stay as quiet as possible. There were two of them, both wearing the same outfits as the guys who had attacked her earlier. She still couldn't figure out what those uniforms were and why these people were so committed to attacking her. Maybe she could learn more about them here or where Sara was.

"So you hear?" One asked the other.

"What?"

"The target, apparently Alpha Team attacked her in the shower and now she's running around Star City completely naked." Laurel felt her face burn as she realised they were talking about her.

"Oh, yeah. I heard about that. Tell me again how they screwed that up. Naked lawyer in the shower. Seems like an easy win."

"They were interrupted by the sister. She just showed up and started kicking ass. They got her downstairs now. The boss is giving her 'special treatment'."

They moved further away down the hall until Laurel couldn't hear anymore. She popped her head out of the closet just to make sure she was in the clear before stepping out completely. Some part of her thought that that was a little too easy, that it was unusual the first thugs she bumps into just happen to say where Sara was but she shrugged it off. Right now, finding Sara was the most important thing on her mind.

Right up there with finding something to wear.