Jimena didn’t say anything. She put on her clothes and wondered if anyone was coming.
If anyone discovered Luke and her fooling around here, she would lose her internship and probably be punished by her school.
So, she dressed quickly.
Luke turned away and put on his own clothes.
Thankfully, he was wearing casual clothes, and his jacket, pants and shoes were on in ten seconds.
Then, he whispered to Jimena, who was powdering her face, “There are gunshots downstairs. I think something’s happened.’
Jimena was about to exclaim in surprise in his arms, but Luke was prepared for her reaction, and covered her mouth.
Luke continued, “Is there a place in this building with a lot of furniture and nobody around right now?”
Jimena licked Luke’s hand, and he finally realized that he was still covering her mouth. He hurriedly let her go.
Jimena glared at him and said in a low voice, “The 21st floor is the office of a big company, with two hundred clerks. Do you think that’ll work for you?”
Luke nodded and said, “I’ll take you there first. Hide there until I come get you once the crisis is over. Don’t run away before I return.”
Jimena nodded obediently.
Luke grabbed a bottle of water from a cabinet and gave it to her. “Have some water if you’re nervous, but don’t drink too much in case you need to use the bathroom.”
Jimena’s flushed face got even redder. She glared at Luke, since she didn’t need to use the bathroom any time soon.
Luke was much more comfortable.
Jimena had truly learned a lot of wonderful new things in college.
Luke led Jimena to the emergency stairs. He shook his head at her high heels.
The noise from her high heels would definitely draw attention.
Luke bent slightly, hinting that Jimena should climb on his back.
When that young and vigorous body was leaning on his back, Luke said in a low voice, “Don’t scream.” Then, he carried her downstairs.
Jimena nearly cried out when she saw the stairs and walls rushing up toward her.
She hurriedly closed her eyes and held on to Luke tightly.
Luke was as fast as the wind, as if he wasn’t carrying Jimena at all. He reached the 21st floor in less than three minutes.
He entered through the emergency exit and found the place dark.
Luke’s eyes were better than most people’s. In the dim light, he discovered that it was indeed an office, with tables, computers, documents, and miscellaneous items everywhere. It was indeed a great place to hide.
Looking for someone here would mean examining each workstation one by one.
Luke carried Jimena in quickly and put her down in a corner, before he said, “Remember, don’t move, don’t make a sound, and wait for me.”
He was about to leave, when Jimena suddenly dragged him down. “Haven’t you forgotten something?”
Luke was confused.
Jimena pulled his hands to her breasts and said, “You better be careful if you don’t want to miss them. Don’t take any risks!”
Luke squeezed her breasts slightly and said, “I swear I’ll be careful – I only used up half the condoms I brought.”
Jimena hugged him and said, “Go now.”
Luke nodded and quickly left the place.
If his ears didn’t deceive him, the gunshots were from the 30th floor.
Considering the size of this tower, it would take hundreds of people to take full control of it.
Jimena’s hiding place was safe for now. The criminals hadn’t occupied it yet. Or rather, they didn’t have to.
According to the receptionist when Luke first arrived, only the company that Jimena worked for was active tonight; the other companies were all on holiday.
Nakatomi Corporation was on the 30th floor.
Luke didn’t think that the criminals would have searched all the way to the 21st floor, since that would weaken their defense.
He didn’t call the police immediately.
The police would arrive sooner or later, so Luke didn’t have to call them now.
He preferred to figure out the situation first, such as what the criminals wanted and what weapons they had, before he passed on that intelligence.
Luke frowned when he returned to the 30th floor.
His Sharp Nose picked up an armed criminal right next to the emergency exit.
It had to be a criminal. All the other companies in the building were on vacation, and security was on the bottom floor.
Luke didn’t go in. He simply took deep breaths with his eyes closed.
When he had been wandering around the party earlier, he had counted the number of attendees out of habit, and there were roughly fifty of them.
There were now almost eighty people inside, so thirty of them were criminals.
Also, the criminals might have left some people on the bottom floor, so that they would know when the police arrived.
Luke had also heard noises on the 33rd floor on his way down, as if they were moving something.
His guess was that there were at least forty criminals in the building.
Thinking for a moment, Luke returned to the 34th floor.
After determining the number of criminals, Luke felt that he had better clean up his and Jimena’s “battlefield” first.
This case would definitely be a big one; it would be very awkward if the forensics department asked Luke why his semen was at the scene of the crime, so he decided to remove the used condoms that he had thrown into the dustbin.
Luke quickly returned to the 34th floor. He then smelled a familiar scent.
He was stumped. Was that… John McClane? He was up here?
After thinking for a moment, Luke didn’t go looking for the guy. After all, he was only here to deal with a personal issue.
He didn’t even need to look to know that John was hiding in a certain corner in the conference room and peeping into the office.
Luke took the dustbin away without a sound.
Very soon, Luke returned without the dustbin; there was only a plastic bag in his hand, with two used condoms in it.
Luke was finally relieved.
However, there was nothing he could do about the table on which he and Jimena had had sex.
The table was covered in sweat. If it was investigated, Luke decided to say that the two of them had been making out here.
Suddenly, Luke heard something.
“Give me the code.” It was a mellow male voice.
“It’s useless even if I give you the code. The data in the computer is synchronized with the data at headquarters at seven every morning,” said the old Japanese man.