CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
They sent up a reconnaissance drone, not wanting to risk anyone seeing them through the weathered skylight. The small, nimble craft was propelled by quadrotors and had a built-in camera that could transmit data back so that the room could be mapped out. The holes in the roof had to be covered to ensure complete darkness, less for one spot at a skylight that would be an entrance point for the drone.
‘OK, sir, roof secure. Teams Alpha and Bravo report ready’ declared the radio operator to North.
‘OK, move them in, but the first sign of trouble, get them out,’ North replied.
The man nodded and relayed the instructions.
The two teams moved in slowly. While their pistols were drawn, the men’s Heckler and Koch UMP machine guns were slung on their backs and ready to go. Cr
