"It means we'll have to go to this nightclub, which is just a façade. Enter this room on the left, bring your mobile phone closer to the computer that might be here, wait a few minutes and you're done?" Reade pointed to the sketch on the table.

" Yes. The phone will have an active device that copies all files and search history that are in the computer drive." Rich explained.

"I'm going with Kurt." Jane said resolutely positioning herself next to her husband.

"I think not." Patterson already knew that Jane would be ahead of this mission, as she always did. "You are very evident, we need someone who goes unnoticed."

"I!" Tasha got ready. "Who goes with me?"

"I'll. Reade put herself in readiness. "You'll need someone to protect you."

"Ah, Reade! Do I look defenseless there?" The brunette is already defensive.

"Yes, Tasha and Reade get into the club and Jane and Kurt are outside with the car to cover in case something happens." Patterson concluded making some more doodles on the sheet that was on the table.

"We'll disguise you, because no one can recognize you." Rich was all excited about the mission.

Tasha left the room feeling very strange. She wore a shoulder-length blond wig, a short black dress, glued to her body with a neckline that valued her breasts, strong makeup was finished with a red lipstick and the girl wore a platform heel that made her about four inches taller High."

"I'm feeling ridiculous!" Tasha complained leaving the room.

"Wow! I wouldn't call it that!" Reade already knew she was beautiful, but she was so wonderful that he couldn't take his eyes off her. The man wore normal clothes, jeans and a rock band photo shirt and a black cap.

"So let's go, because we can't be late to get these files. We need them to get back to the US." Patterson rushed them to stop curling up.

"Let me in the room. Give me the cell phone." Tasha took the cell phone from Reade's hand and walked ahead of him.

"You're really bossy! Look at me." He called her and the girl turned to him. "Be careful, I'll be outside, anything yells at me without hesitation." Reade held her hand and looked deep into her brown eyes. Tasha just nodded mesmerized at the way he spoke to her.

The nightclub was dark and full enough to go unnoticed. There were security guards at some specific points of the place and they took care to pass unnoticed.

Reade was standing outside the room waiting for a few minutes that seemed like hours and was already nervous about this delay.

"Come on, Tasha! Come on." He spoke softly to himself.

At that moment the girl left the room and he felt a wave of relief to see her.

"Got?"

"Yes." She showed pointing the phone inside the neckline of the dress.

"Let's get out of here."

They began to walk out and heard footsteps coming toward them. Reade stopped and shoved Tasha against the wall pressing her body with his. The brunette looked at him with startled movement and stared at him. They knew they had no choice, so Reade kissed her and she wrapped her arms around his neck as he held her tightly at the waist, their bodies so close that it was possible to feel their heartbeat. Tasha thought she had already forgotten what it felt like to be kissed by him, but remembered every detail as her lips moved in sync, the kiss was very intense and when they pulled away she was weak and bewildered and the intense look she saw showed a reflection of how she felt.

"Let's go." He took her by the hand and they hurried off.

"What's it?" Reade asked Tasha who was looking at him with a smile on her face as Kurt started the van.

" It's just ... it's dirty here." She spoke quietly placing her index finger on his chin wiping the mark of red lipstick she wore.

Reade grinned and held her hand tightly, remembering what they had just done inside the club.