I moved to the lobby doors to smoke a cigarette and saw them lugging the stuff up the staircase. Stubbing out my cig, I walked in and looked at the st...irwell door. Never locks. Good. I got in the elevator and hit each of the buttons. First floor, nothing. Second, the same. Third was empty too. When the doors opened on the fourth floor, I saw the guys bringing stuff into the double-doors of the office right next to the elevator.. Cool. Suite 400.I jabbed the button for the lobby and when I got. Since Eve and I were communicating over our own private link, I especially wasn't sleeping that night. When I head the noise at the back door, I switched on the camera in my head. I should say that I moved the image window from the rear to the front of the stack. As I sat on the second floor looking out the front window, there were two men forcing my rear door. I knew that I should do what any good citizen would do, call the cops and try to avoid a confrontation.That was obviously what I should. ‘Was he blushing?’ she thought. Stacey glanced over at the door to Mr. Hayden’s office, then stood and walked over to it. She turned the knob, opened the door and poked her head inside. There was nothing unusual to be seen in there- just an empty office. As she began to close the door, Stacey noticed what appeared to be a memo crumpled up in the wastebasket. Spurred on by curiosity, she walked in, bent down and plucked the piece of paper from the trash. She unfolded and pressed it flat against. The incident happened when we were having a night out at her place, it was me ankita my Gf and few of their friends. We all drank good and few of their friends slept of on d bed, even my Gf was high so I put her to sleep on couch and really wanted to have a relaxed drink after putting everyone to sleep. So I went on the Terrence and was sipping when I saw ankita coming on top, even she couldn’t sleep as most of the places were occupied so we started talking and laughing out loud, it was.