forum Heist Squad! (CLOSED)

Started December 03, 2018 by @Moxie group

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(Yeah he’s prolly not gonna for a while

You guys should just reply then I’ll have him come out in a bit)

(Yeah but like
they're not gonna start without him
Casey needs to talk to him about this)

(Casey should talk to him lmao
Anyway I guess I’ll have him come out.)

About ten minutes passed before Cameron felt comfortable with taking his hands off of the hilt of his half-made knife. He huffed, cleaned off his hands and tossed off his thick apron, storming out of the forge and plopping down next to Luca.
“I’m here. Happy?”

Casey set down her teacup with a dramatic clatter against the table. "Ah thank you for joining as. As a matter of fact, no, I am not," her voice was dangerously calm. "But we'll talk about that later." Casey smiled, not looking at Cameron. She felt significantly less rattled. Giving her someone to be angry at had cleared her head and focused her mind. "Let's get started, shall we?" She pulled up the recordings on her laptop, just in case she needed them. She looked at Luca. "What did you two notice? Did you think he was being truthful the entire time?"

(Let's just say she had Sam listen to the recording already, is that cool?)

Luca considered for a moment, her brow scrunching slightly as she thought. "He was telling the truth about the drug-weapon, that's for sure." Luca began, voice uncharacteristically solemn. "He's not happy about having to come to criminals to get the job done. But the threat itself is definitely true. I'm a bit concerned that Warner thinks that he can kill two birds with one job, if you catch my drift." She frowned at Casey, shrugging.
"We're on the Black List, Boss. There's no way that Warner is just going to let us walk off after this job. We have to be careful how we play this. I'd rather not end up behind bars or dead."

"I have that part covered Luca, do not worry. We won't end up dead, or in prison." Casey rolled the teacup between her hands. "Something Warner said bothered me." She clicked on something on her laptop and pulled up part of the recording "There was a secret attack we made on the Nebtali a few months ago," Warner's slightly distorted voice came out of her computer. "We were fairly successful in harming their troops, so that should lessen the resistance you face." There was a slight rustling of fabric. "If you obtain the full amount of the-" Casey cut off the recording. "I don't like it." Casey was silent, lost in thought.

Sol propped her head up with her hands. "So, what are you thinking? Maybe they're preparing for another attack or what?"

"No . . . " Casey stared off into space before speaking again. "I'm not sure they were as successful as Warner makes out in harming heir troops. Maybe they were, but I don't think they should rely on it."

"The Nebtali are not ones to go down easily." Luca said, mouth going dry as memories of her past floated to the surface of her mind. The Russian Mob family she had been a slave to had worked with them often. "I doubt that Warner's men even made a dent. Even if they did… they have a way of getting people to work for them. They'll be prepared for another ambush."

Casey looked at Luca, tilting her head to the side. She obviously had experience with this organization. “What about us? Do you think they’ll be expecting a team of six? Will they be able to sway us if they wanted?”

Casey looked at Luca, tilting her head to the side. She obviously had experience with this organization. “What about us? Do you think they’ll be expecting a team of six? Will they be able to sway us if they wanted?”

Luca's eyes stormed over, her sweet playful nature disappearing into a stoic woman. After a moment of thought she responded. "I doubt they'll be expecting a small team of criminals. But they will be ready for anything. We won't have the element of surprise."

"Alright." Casey thought for a moment. "How possible do you think it would be for us to get in and out without them even noticing?" she asked, her voice quiet.

"Fifty maybe sixty percent possible we're not seen. Odds are not in our favor, Boss." Luca breathed, gently putting down her bag of chips.

"Well, I can take out as many security cameras as possible," Sam spoke up for the first time during the meeting. "And maybe mess with comm signals for the security guards."

"That's perfect, Sam. And low odds have never stopped us before," Casey said, sighing, contemplating. She stood and grabbed a roll of paper off the counter and rolled it out onto the table. She pulled up a file on her computer and turned her laptop around so everyone could see it. A rough sketch of what was on her laptop had also been copied down onto the paper. "This is the current layout the American government has on the Nebtali's fortress. They don't have all of it and several men have apparently died getting this information, etcetera, etcetera, you know the drill," Casey's voice was somewhere between bored and nonchalant.
Casey indicated a part of the map. "This is labeled as 'dining room' and this room is labeled as 'ballroom'. My guess is that the party, auction, and execution shindig are happening in this area of the fortress. We will need to get the lay of the land, find out what's being put up for auction, and find out who is being executed, before we strike."

"So.…." Sam studied the image, raising an eyebrow. "You want to send out a scouting party? Or should I just try to hack into their cameras from now?"

"No, we will be doing the infiltrating ourselves," Casey said, studying the map. "Maybe we can get some invitations to this party. Hopefully, my newest contact could help with that part," she muttered.

"Who's the contact?" Sam asked, curiosity peaking. He raised his head, brushing strands of ash-blond hair from his forehead. "And how will they be able to help?"