"Yes it is! Or at least... we hope it will - " Fitz was cut off.
"It will work. May and Ward are in position for backup so don't worry." Coulson told her.
Skye sighed "It's on you AC if I get caught." She pouted as she arrived outside a large, high class café. She left the taxi, paid and made her way inside. She wore a white, cotton, long coat which met just above her knees, black, thick, short heels and black gloves. Her hair was loose and danced in the wind as she stepped up the concrete stairs which led to the large doors.
She sighed, took a breath and just before she entered she heard from her earpiece "You'll be fine." Ward comforted.
She smirked and got into her character as she walked calmly inside. She went to the front desk "I'm supposed to be meeting Mr. Clarkson." She explained keeping her cool - on the outside at least. Inside she was shaking in her boots.
The man stuck up his nose, clicked his fingers and instantly she was searched. Skye just stood there with an eyebrow raised, pulling a 'you're-kidding-right?' face. After the search was done, she was left be. "Follow me." The man spoke before leading her to the lift and entering with her.
He pressed the button for the basement "Wait! I was told this meeting would be on the 5th floor."
Skye protested before something hard hit the back of her head and she fell into darkness.
FitzSimmons, Coulson and the whole team flinched with shock at her protest to then silence.
"Ward, May get to her - now!" Coulson demanded before there came rustling from Skye's speaker.
The man picked her head up from the floor and pulled at the earpiece "Hello there." His deep voice grumbled down the line before he smashed it, filling the line with a deafening silence.
"GO!" Coulson ordered.