Chapter 32: Is that a uniform or some sick cosplay?
Natasha drove her old Ford Focus through the Sirius Software security checkpoint, parked it at the temporary office, and walked inside.
The air conditioning blasted her with cold air as she entered. She stood still for a moment, letting the cold air wash over her.
Aaron’s office door opened, and he stepped out, dressed in his signature black leather suit. He gave her a small smile that sent a shiver down her spine.
"Welcome Ms. Parker. Follow me," he said, and led her to a pair of spartan gray concrete lodge-like buildings.
Natasha’s curiosity grew as she followed him into the left building, and was assaulted by the smell of fresh paint.
There was a large break room with a table and a few chairs, and a pair of staircases leading up to the first floor.
Aaron led her up the stairs, to reveal a corridor with a series of doors, secured with hand-print locks.
Natasha gasped as she saw her name on the first door. Aaron gestured for her to open it.
With a trembling hand, she placed her palm on the hand-print lock, and the door opened with a soft beep.
Inside was a small but cozy single-bedroom apartment, with a small kitchenette and a bathroom. The walls were a freshly painted white, and the furniture was still covered in plastic wrap.
"You will find your uniform and equipment in the closet. Gear up and report back at the Temporary Office in 30 minutes," said Aaron, leaving her alone in the apartment.