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"That's why they'll enter the first night

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"That's why they'll enter the first night. And they'll do it before 4:15 a.m." The Professor spoke, walking between the two rows of school desks as everyone sat in the 'classroom'. "Because at 6:30 a.m., the sun rises."

He placed both of his hands on the sides of the table where the Paper House of the Royal Mint stood, the light reflecting in his glasses. "It's much better if they enter without hesitation because that improves our chances of winning our first battle."

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The Professor sat at the desk, folding a piece of red paper into an origami while the police were just about to enter the Mint, everyone inside preparing. Edinburgh was still asleep, laying under the covers in the bed around the corner.

"They'll enter through four access points: the main door, the loading area, the emergency exit and the rooftop. But they'll wait. They'll wait for the tactical team to set up surveillance and assess. They'll do that from the loading dock."


His own words trailed through his head. Sergio's hands trembled while he was trying to concentrate and hoped that everything would work out well. "Come on, they're already at the door." He spoke to himself, his gaze lingering on the screens in front of him.

The police screw a hole into the wall and let a little camera through, only to find the people in red suits with masks and machine guns. Rio took care of Alison Parker, who called the channel Onda Cero and enlightened everybody about the situation, that the hostages were also wearing the suits, masks and guns.


Some seconds passed, until they could see the policemen stepping back. They have withdrawn.

The Professor let out a needed sigh, taking his glasses off and wiped over his eyes, the tension leaving him a bit. 

"Hey." 

A familiar voice broke him out of thoughts and he flinched, but quickly realized who it was. He turned to look at Atlas, who now stood next to him, a little and soft smile on her face. Sergio couldn't help but smile too, somehow all the tension fading away at the sight of her. Her hair was open and laying freely over her shoulders, her eyes had a different look, a relaxed one, and she seemed to be rested.

"Did you sleep well?" He asked while she sat down next to him, her eyes trailing over the many screens. She nodded and took a quick glance at him, then laid her hands on the keyboard and started to look through the other cameras, hoping there was nothing off.

While she did that, Sergio didn't even realize how he was staring at her. He was admiring her.


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The Professor laid a vinyl on the record player and placed the needle at its place. It was one from Bach, one of his favorite musicians. He turned around and headed over to the coat hanger, where his black coat was, and put it on.

Inside the Mint they started the printing and were still on it, and they would be for another while. 

Sergio turned over to look at Atlas, who was sitting at the desk and folding another paper, this time a... dinosaur. Sweet.

"Edin?" His voice caused her to turn her head up and look at him. "I'll head to meet the inspector now." He explained, walking over and standing next to her while she sat.

"Okay." Atlas smiled up at him, the light reflecting in her eyes and giving them a sort of brightness. It was.. wonderful.

"Okay." He replied, gave her a little smile again and walked over to the door, taking one last glance at the woman, who had turned around again, before heading out.

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