The entrance to Total Rubish was, appropriately enough, hidden behind a bunch of dumpsters. Dan tried to avoid breathing in as he walked past the large containers, flys swarming around him.
"This is disgusting," Claire said. "Not much of an advert for their business," Dan agreed, regretting opening his mouth as several insects found their way in. He spat them out and reached the door.
Claire nodded up at the various cameras. Dan nodded.
A lot of security for a rubbish collection service. It did look like they might be hiding something else.
He pushed the buzzer. For a moment nothing happened then static. A voice came over the dirty speaker above the call button.
"What do you want?" The woman sounded bored and angry simultaneously, as though she was resentful she'd be forced to do some work.
"I want to speak to Mark Garbes," Dan said.
"Don't know who that is," the voice said. "Kindly, fuck off." The static disappeared.
"Great customer service," Claire said.
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