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Clay laughs a bit, "Oh no, that ain't happening. Look I know we aren't getting much, but we are finding something, lets move on to the next room."

Jacob nods and follows Clay

The third office is absolutely heaving with papers, it would take hours to sort through them. However, after scanning some of the documents Jacob believes its all related to a particularly messy divorce.

I think we should leave. Nothing else for us to do over here.
We can scan the first floor after the cleaning crew will finish with the first floor and come up.
Jacob says

"Well we still have the last room, but I thought I heard someone in there. Or we can try the junior partners offices. But we aren't supposed to go down, till they come up." Clay adds.

Minutes later Jacob and Clay are standing at the door to reception. The receptionist has gone, leaving the security guard as he flicks through a log book and fills in details.

OOC:   I moved things along but if Clay wants to do anything else upstairs please feel free to retcon.

As Clay and Jacob stand looking through the door, a older Afghan? opens the door carrying a commercial vacuum cleaner and heads upstairs.

Jacob leads the way to the first floor as they wait for the cleaning stuff to go upstairs

Clay goes downstairs and takes a quick survey of the rooms downstairs.

Unless Clay is going to enter the hall where the security guard, is the only part of the ground floor he can access are the kitchenette, the post roomand the cleaning cupboard (small room full of the cleaners gear)

Jacob leads the way to the cleaning cupboard to try and be authentic before proceeding

Clay slips into the post room. He checks any outgoing or incoming mail for any of the names we have seen to date.

Apart from a pile of prepaid envelopes full of marketing brochures there doesn't seem to be any post in the post room (Clay's practised eye does however identify a franking machine - worth several thousand pounds to the right person)

OOC:   The fact the post room is empty isn't unusual, its after hours so all post should have been sent out or delivered.

nothing here, let's go past the guard. If he speaks to you ignore him, if he press than reply with a foreign accent of your choice words he will not understand.
Jacob says

Jacob and Clay walk across the hallway where the entrance way. The security guard looks up for a moment but just nods at them as they walk past. On the other side of the entrance lobby are two large meeting rooms for high end clients (the meeting rooms look more like a lounge in a private gentleman's club all high backed leather chairs, expensive tables, book lined walls)

I guess that our prize was upstairs but let's take a sneak peek.
Jacob says quietly

All is as described in my previous post. The rooms are richly furnished meeting rooms and are spotlessly clean. No loose papers or evidence of any sort.

"We need to spend a little time in here to not raise suspicion." Clay responds, so he walks over to the books to dust them, looking for anything out of the ordinary.

Jacob and Clay spend as much time as they wish looking through the meeting rooms, they are uninterrupted by the security guards who seems to have bought their disguise. They don't find anything incriminating