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The Target
In the early morning before dawn, the three headed out in the RV and caught Texas State Highway 332 north to Lake Jackson and to the H-E-B Grocery store to get supplies – and an Internet connection.
Once parked, Will spun the driver's chair around, stood, and walked to a set of kitchenette cabinets, then opened one of the doors.
“Wait,” Peyton said as she looked at what the cabinets contained: a bank of several video monitors. “These are views from surveillance cameras inside of their place? How did you get inside their hangout and install hidden cameras without being seen?”
Will laughed, “Done it a thousand times, little lady. I went in yesterday morning. These guys party into the night, but in the morning hours, they’re out like a light. Besides, it’s like we taught yo
