CHAPTER NINE: THE HEIST
He pulled the ski mask over his face and turned to her as she donned her own black mask. “Ready?” his voice was muffled. She nodded, her eyes locked on the building in front of her, “Ready.” *** It didn’t take a genius to plan a heist. But did it take a genius to execute one? These were the thoughts that ran through Flame’s mind as he scrambled to unlock the door with Scarlet’s hairpin. Or did it take luck? Maxwell Banker happened to be on night patrol outside the station. Scarlet had somehow managed to render the officers who were at the station unconscious. And Gio successfully disabled every security measure that could threaten their mission, even the lights. It was surprisingly going according to plan. Click. The door swung open and he answered his own question, “So it takes luck.” His eyes widened at the sight of tall cabinets, each and every one of them filled with files. “That’s…” Scarlet muttered, following him as they stepped further into the room. “That’s a lot of fi...