Cassie sneaked her way to the entrance of the facility. But before she busted in, Cassie planted her rear foot down. She looked around to see if anyone came snooping by and minding her business. Lucky that nobody was. Cassie pulled the door open very quietly, sauntering inside and pressing herself against the wall underneath the cover of the shadows. She stepped lightly, her emerald colored eyes scanning ahead for any enemies. This shouldn't be too hard though, Cassie had done many of these sorts of operations in her career before. This was just a run-of-the-mill infiltrate, extract, and get the fuck out. Nothing special. Cassie had her gun clutched between her hands, finding her way to the server room. Cassie really wanted to keep quiet. She knew that her higher-ups were watching through the contact lens she had on her eye. A bit creepy, but it was technology. Unknowingly, Cassie stepped out in front of a hall way with a security guard walking down it.

He had spotted her and pulled out his Glock. "Hey! Who goes there?" Cassie froze in her steps, mid step in her sneaky sneaky walk. She pivoted to the security guard with her Beretta pointed down. Now, Cassie had two options since she was in deep shit. Either she went for it, or she surrendered. But, being the kind of person Cassie was, she always chose the more physical answer. She lunged at the security guard, grabbing his gun and pointing it away from her as a shot rang out. Her heart sank even more as she dealt with the security guard. She was quick to hide him inside a broom closet of sorts, before hiding in there herself and reporting in. "Liberty here, we've got a problem."