Rex stood in the hallway of Silas's secret bank. The only light came from the faint glow of his heat scope. The jamming device outside made sure that no alarms or cameras were working.
He moved fast. He could hear the muffled voices of Silas's guards on the other side of the thick steel door, he was worried about the supposed attack at Pier 9. They thought the power was just out.
They are guarding the money from the wrong direction, Rex thought.
He knew from Julian's old files that Silas’s cash wasn't kept in a regular safe. It was stored in metal boxes hidden inside old storage compartments.
Rex moved to several small offices. He noticed a sound and thought that.
Someone was close to him. Not outside the vault, but inside the small area.
Rex checked his scope. Two shapes. Two guard
