The car came to a halt under a bridge, the rest of the ride had been quiet, I didn’t ask Eric how Roman saved him, there was always time for that. We had to focus on the plan now.
We sat in silence, waiting. I kept going over everything we had put in place, looking for flaws in the plan. It was entirely dangerous, but it was the best we could come up with at the moment.
I exhaled noisily, slouching back to get comfortable. I closed my eyes, going over the details, reliving the conversation we had just yesterday.
“We’re going to come up with another one right now, just us three.” Roman said, quietly.
We moved to the table, Eric brought out a plotter paper and placed it in the middle.
“These are the blueprints to Dock 72, my intel says they’ll be shipping out the kids tomorrow or next.”
