Hazel, my love

The taxi came to a sudden halt in front of a nondescript building. In the dimly lit surroundings, it appeared uninhabited. Hazel swiftly exited the taxi and entered the building. Its interior was equally dim, suggesting an absence of occupants.

She approached a specific door, knocked cautiously, and after a brief pause, it creaked open. A familiar face greeted her.

"Hazel!"

"Robert," she responded in hushed tones, a subtle smile playing on her lips. Her eyes gleamed with the satisfaction of a mission well-executed.

"I think I found it."

Robert, Ken, and Peter were gathered in the room, their eyes fixated on a laptop. Startled by Hazel's unexpected entrance, they exchanged tense glances.

“Really!”

"Hazel, you didn't give us any message," Ken remarked, his voice carrying an air of concern.

Hazel took a deep breath, retrieving the critical pen drive from her possession. Displaying it to her comrades, she announced, "I found it."

The room filled with a palpable sense of accomplishment and