Calling To The Night

Chapter Six: Arrival

The days following the announcement of the warehouse job had been hectic. Jake and Clover had been working close with one another to prepare for the upcoming heist but there was still an air of tension between the two.

Jake sat quietly reading a translation book beside Clover while she was studying information she had received from Bain on the building they'd soon be infiltrating. He glanced over towards the Irish woman who sat with a tired look on her face.

"You get enough sleep last night?" Jake asked as he sat his book down. "No." Clover said with a monotone voice.

"Still upset with me?" He asked leaning in to rest his head. "Yes." Came the same monotone voice. Jake sighed and fiddled the cover of his book. "Well, at least we're back on speaking terms again. If you can call one word responses speaking." He said as he pushed the book away.

"Mhm." She said with disinterest. Clover scrolled through the documents and old blueprints to determine the best route in the building. "How's the reading?"

Jake pulled the book back towards him and flipped to the last page he was on. "This Merriam Webster book fucking blows. Why am I the only one making an effort in learning a different language around here?" He asked as he leaned back in his chair.

"Sydney is busy crafting the new guys mask, and I'm memorizing this layout so your sorry arse doesn't get lost." Clover stated. Jake sighed and threw the book aside. "Sure, but when it comes down to communication it falls upon me to be the mediator. I just don't want everyone running to me to poorly translate what the new guy says, ya know?"

Clover shrugged indifferently to Jakes concerns. "Better you than me. Maybe he understands some english well enough to speak without translation." Jake mumbled in frustration and stood up.

"Yeah, yeah. If only things were that easy." Jake grabbed his coat and walked towards the stairs. "You need anything?" Clover waved Jake off and went back to researching.

Jake entered the foyer and was greeted by a rather unusual sight. Sitting on the floor before him was a rather curious Swede tinkering with several drill bits. "Uh, Wolf?"

Wolf craned his neck around and gave a friendly smile to Jake. "Oh, god morgon!" Jake walked over and crouched down beside Wolf. "Back at ya. I didn't expect to see you back at the safe house this early. What are you doing on the floor with all this junk?"

Wolf awkwardly chuckled and looked away from Jake. "Oh, um, this isn't really junk you see." Wolf tensed up as Jake leaned in to closely inspect the pile of parts Wolf was fishing around in.

"Well, you're the master technician so I suppose you'd know more about this than I would. Hey, while I got you here could I ask you something?" Jake asked as he shuffled through the junk pile.

Wolf grew visibly uncomfortable. "Y-yeah, I guess s-so." Jake noticed Wolfs growing uncomfortableness and slowly backed away to give him space. "Well, Clover and I were testing out some of the drills you built a few days ago. Let me just say that I think they're a really cool way to break through a lock."

Wolf looked up at Jake a smiled sheepishly. "You really think so?" Jake nodded. "I do. I was wondering if it were possible to add an extra feature to it."

Wolf looked up at the heister with a curious gaze. "What kind of extra feature?" Jake looked down at the swede with glee. "Well, I can only assume you guys have been using these drills only when you've made your presence known to whoever is around you, right?"