David checked his gun one more time. The magazine was full. He looked at Sarah across the small table.
“Tonight we hit the weapons cache on the east side,” he said. “It is one of their big storage spots. We go in quiet, take what we can, and get out. No hero stuff.”
Sarah nodded and slipped a knife into her belt. “I will take the back. You and Riley come through the front. Xavier stays in the car for lookout.”
Riley stood up and stretched. “Let us make this count. We need more proof against the politicians.”
They left the safe house after midnight. The streets were dark and empty. Rain fell lightly and made the roads shine. They parked two blocks away and moved on foot through the shadows.
David stopped at the corner and whispered, “Two guards at the front gate. One on the roof. Sarah
