While the cold morning wind blew outside, the meeting of the different representatives went on. Inside the factory was a tense atmosphere, accompanied by an occasional silence. A little bit of light from the outside shone in as well, illuminating the dim space.
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"Simple enough." Wen stated and clasped her hands together on the table. Sar nodded and added: "Yeah. You know, I think we'll get through this swiftly." she moved the folder toward the center of the table again. The scarred man-Dmitry Ivanov-got quite annoyed with their attitudes. "Don't get cocky now. Their alarm system is not to joke with." he said, his eyes narrowed.
"Hey, calm down, Ivan!" one loud member from the Hells Angels called out. "I'm sure it won't be that difficult." Tommy Finn said as he leaned back in his chair. There was silence for a moment before someone else decided to break it: "What's our extraction route?" Lian Chen, from the Triads, asked. She was known for her fierce reputation, along with an iconic dragon tattoo sprawled across her neck and arm.
A younger man replied in a very confident tone: "Two vans are parked in the alley behind the museum. One takes the artifacts to the docks; the other splits off in case we're trailed. We rendezvous at a safehouse outside the city." this was Antonio Russo from the Cosa Nostra. The leader-Salvatore Moretti-commented: "Exactly. Everything is planned out beforehand."
=== Both Wen and Sar were listening in, trying to save as much information as possible. They were posing as independent contractors. The two were hired because of their expertise and for handling security threats. Most of the members weren't too fond of them, but the Cosa Nostra backed them. Tommy Finn, from Hells Angels, also vouched for them. ===
A member from the Bratva, Ekaterina Makarova, although was suspicious and started already thinking of her own strategy. She took a drag from her cigarette, blowed out the smoke, and questioned: "And what if things go south?" Dmitry replied coldly: "We don't stick around to find out." The group thus fell silent for a moment once again. Sar exchanged glances with Wen, and they were both asking silently themselves the question: 'Do we trust these people?'
"Fine," Wen said at last, standing up. "We're in. But let's make one thing clear-if anyone screws us over, they'll regret it." Sar laughed and leaned back, "You heard her," she said as she stood up. "Let's do this clean and professionally, comrades." Tommy gave a nod. "Hell yeah!". One by one, everyone gathered their belongings and got ready to leave.
"We meet back here tomorrow night for final preparations. Don't be late." Dmitry stated. With that, the group began to disperse, slipping into the shadows of the factory. Sar and Wen stood still for a moment, watching everyone leave before also heading for the exit.
"This'll be interesting.." Wen muttered as they stepped out into the cold night air. Sar didn't reply, her mind already racing through every detail of the plan, every potential flaw.
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A quick rundown of every faction + member:
Hells Angels; Leader:Jake Rawlins—brash, unpredictable, and intimidating Second-in-Command:Tommy Finn—mischievous, reckless, and chaotic
Triads; Leader:Wei Zhang—calm, wise, and traditional Second-in-Command:Lian Chen—impatient, direct, and fiercely loyal
Cosa Nostra; Leader:Salvatore Moretti—polite, charming, and ruthless Second-in-Command:Antonio Russo—charismatic, ambitious, and subtly defiant
Bratva; Leader:Dmitry Ivanov—cold, calculating, and unshakable Second-in-Command:Ekaterina Makarova—sharp, ruthless, and strategistic
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It was already midday, and after the meeting, Sar and Wen decided to settle in a café for lunch and to discuss the plan and upcoming heist. The two made their way inside and searched for a quiet area where no one would listen in on their secrets.
