“I agree,” said Brandon. “We’ll be inside the factory area without having to break in.”
Anton nodded. “We need to decide how we’re going to run it and who’s going to do what. We should be able to put together a plan by morning.”
Running footsteps approached from their left. Instinctively, they all flattened to the ground and remained motionless. Deputy Paine came into view, searching for them. Anton sat up.
“Here!” he whispered, waving his hand. Deputy Paine came over to meet him.
“We’ve got trouble,” she said. “And it’s close.”
ANTON
Anton had his 9mm Glock in the holster on his hip as he crawled on top of the bank. He didn’t plan to use the g*n at all since he was technically an intruder on somebody else’s land, but he might need a show of strength. Deputy Paine was an arm’s length
