Camp Exodus

004 - Hunted

I hope you've been keeping track of who's who. After the next chapter the real story will begin, I guess.

Oh, and sorry for taking so long. I didn't think I would take so long to write this up ^.^'

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It seemed to the tall brunet that the building was well and truly empty. Their little boss for the moment was way too fussy. He and that guy who looked like he was always slightly out of it had left the day before to meet with some associates who had the last of the documents they wanted.

The three giants had already been given the names of all the facilites that the girls they were to 'collect' belonged to, and fortune had given them all the girls they needed to get in one place. The documents just held all their other information, like medical records, familial background and educational and social status.

"So, how are we going to kidnap seventy girls plus without making it too obvious or causing too much commotion?" The youngest of their trio asked, munching contently on a skewer that boasted the spicy rice cakes they had purchased on their way back.

"Common law states that for every fifteen people, there must be at least one supervisor," the brunet started, finding a sheet of blank paper and taking a pen from the pot on the table.

"Seventy divided by fifteen equals four and a bit." The eldest contributed, stealing two of the skewers and handing one to the brunet who took it with one hand without looking up from the sheet he was scibbling on with the other.

"So if we assume that there will be five supervisors in the actual room, a few bodyguards for the more VIP debutantes, plus security on the outside..."

"We could basically break in and work our way out." The blonde was startinb to understand his line of thought.

"There's three of us, and we'll need to transport them away quickly..." the brunet began.

"So we split up. One of us drives the truck, one deals with security on the outside and security on the inside. When all the supervisors are dealt with, we can use that gas you made to knock them all out. That should give us enough time to load them up and get them onto that ship before any of them come round." The eldest finished. Nodding the brunet wrote it all down, pondering over other factors.

"So we just need to know how long it takes to get from there to the harbour and when the boat will be there." The youngest piped up, cleaning his fingers and mouth. The other giants hummed in agreement.

"I'll go find us a truck." The eldest stated, rising from where he had been comfortably seated.

"We'll start analysing the layout plan we made and see where we can plant those KO bombs." The brunet called before the door shut. As he got to work talking to the youngest about where they could infiltrate the hall in which this ball was being held, the brunet couldn't deny the sudden sense of worry that started to filter into his mind.

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"Since you're in South Chungcheong, it will take you a couple of hours to get there by truck." The brunet nodded despite knowing the male on the other end couldn't see it.

"Where are you?" He asked, just out of curiousity.

"We're in North Gyeongsang. We'll reach there first. I have to go now. They're here." The line clicked and he knew that the call had been ended.

"We set?" The youngest asked, tightening the fingerless leather gloves on his hands. The brunet nodded once again and they made their exit. The eldest of their trio had already left to get the truck they would need to transport the girls. Exhaling, the brunet also slipped on his leather gloves and stretched his digits to ease the material.