The plan was for a small group of four to six men lead by you to sneak into the compound. Wil The Tech Guy, Sam, Tristan and Carlo's right hand man and weapons expert Victor who also happens to be a master in lock-picking are in that group. You being the most skilled, the smartest and the best strategist, are of course unanimously selected to lead the operation. I was probably the only one who voted against it for obvious reasons. I have complete faith in you. If anyone can pull off such a dangerous and important mission, it would be you but I am still of course very worried for you.
A bigger group of men will be surrounding the 5-kilometer radius around compound in clusters of ten, heavily armed and ready to attack in case (God forbid!) anything bad happens.
Dad was able to get a copy of the warehouse blueprint through one of his spies in the network. It is now laid out on the table in our house as you all plot the entry, route, action and extraction of the weapons heist. We're all convening here because everyone agreed that it is the most secure location for such a top-secret meeting. They're right. You did an excellent job building this fortress to secure our family. Although I am not entirely comfortable with all these gangsters in our home and around our kids, I can't say they won't offer more security too.
"You will split up in two groups, Mina, you're with Wil, you two will have to reach the security room to disable the cameras and alarms. Sam, Tristan and Victor will then break into the vault here." Dad points at one of the innermost rooms. "According to Carlo and confirmed by my source, that is were the Manila hub is keeping all their most expensive, most powerful and most devastating weapons. Those are what we're after."
"Confirmed by your sources?" Carlo raises an eyebrow. "Couldn't take my word for it huh? I'd like to know who theses sources are." He tells Dad.
You and me both, asshat.
"Not a chance." You answer gravely.
"Always so serious, my sweet." Carlo chuckles.
"Yes because we are discussing serious matters and I will seriously hurt you if you call me that one more time." You say behind gritted teeth.
"My bad." Carlo clicks his tongue and raises his hands.
"Tama na yan. Balik na tayo dito." Dad taps the table and we all look where he's pointing. "There are three guards at the back, six at the front." He continues. "I think it's best to break in from the back. Mas konti ang bantay and there's only one camera to disable. Wil can take care of that."
"Okay, Dad." You say.
"There maybe a few more guards inside but that's nothing you can't handle until you reach the security room here." Dad says and points at a small room a few yards from the front door.
I frown. "Won't it be easier if they break in from the front? Or are they no windows they break and climb through on the sides?"
"Oh!" Carlo gasps exaggeratedly, holding his chest as if he was utterly shocked. "I didn't realize you were in this meeting."
"Shut up, Carlo! Or do you need me to remind you how to talk to my husband?" You threaten, narrowing your eyes at him. He sighs and raises his hands up again. Satisfied, you turn your gaze back at me and smile sweetly, your voice softening with your expression. "Yes, love? You were saying?"
It takes me a few seconds to close my mouth back and clear my throat. I didn't realize that I was gaping at that little exchange. "Yes. The front door. The distance to the security room will be shorter which means less risk of running into more men inside the warehouse. If you can handle, at least a dozen men who would come in any direction that you may encounter inside, you can easily take care of six guards who are right there. I'm sure Wil can disable two cameras, right?" I nod at the young man in glasses at the far-end of the table.
