Absolutely not. You run.

Suddenly you realize how out of your depth you are. You've never actually picked a lock before, you've never actually gotten candid photos, and you're not about to get a strike on your criminal record for trespassing.

You turn and run the way you came, hearing in the distance "We've got a runner."

You stumble and fall, and keep running. Shortly though you see your shadow outlined by a bright white spotlight. Before you have time to work out what's happening you slam into the ground. Only afterwards to you feel that something grabbed your ankles. You try to kick but whatever hit you has them wrapped up tight.

The next thing you hear is sets of heavy booted foot steps running up to you. Before you can explain some sort of sack is pulled over your head full of a strange chemical smell. All you can see is the black of the sack, then the rest of your sense follow.