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ROYAL MINT, 10:15 AM
VERONA, FLORENCE, TOKYO, AND NAIROBI STOOD OUTSIDE THE BANK, AWAITING FOR THE PROFESSOR TO TELL THEM WHEN TO ENTER THE ESTABLISHMENT. Verona took deep breaths, hoping to calm herself down. Nairobi gave her a reassuring pat on the shoulder, a small smile forming on her face. Verona's hands clenched harshly onto the bag that was currently in her grasp, and looked towards Florence. Black rimmed sunglasses covered his eyes, and a smirk played at his lips. Verona knew how good he could hide what he was feeling, but she would always be able to see right through it. She knew that he was just as nervous as she was, but of course he wasn't going to let it show. They had a lot of pressure on their backs, since they were the youngest of the group. Keeping their composure was important, so they wouldn't draw any suspicion.
They watched closely as a school bus parked near the main entrance, a large group of young teenagers and a few teachers exited the vehicle. As soon as they saw Alison Parker, one of the many pawns in their scheme, they knew it was show time.
"The little lamb just entered." Tokyo informed the Professor through her earpiece nonchalantly. Now, they just had to wait for the right time to enter the building.
After a few moments of waiting, the Professor alerted them that it was now time to enter, meaning Rio had successfully disabled the alarm and security systems. The group of four looked at each other, before heading to the entrance of the bank. Florence placed a hand on Verona's lower back as they moved forward. His touch helping in calming down her nerves.
They entered the Royal Mint of Spain, waiting in line to go through security. The group put their display bags through the security screening, and waited to be escorted through the metal detector. The sound of an alarm going off, followed by gun shots echoed through the bank. Sounds of panic bounced off the walls. She let out a deep breath, and glanced over to Florence, who nodded his head at her. They both pulled out pistols from the waistbands of their pants which had been hidden by their coats, aiming it at the people who tried to flee the building.
Chaos ensued throughout the whole bank, people running around in fear for their lives. Florence smirked slyly at the girl, sending her a slight wink. She rolled her eyes, and kept her focus on in front of her. A man ran towards them, trying to get out the building, but Florence hit him across the face with the side of his gun, making the man fall to the ground in pain.
"Don't even fucking try it!" Florence threatened the other people who attempted to follow the previous man's actions. He grabbed the man by the arm, yanking him to his feet. He had a gash across his face, that started dripping blood down his neck. Great, a few minutes in and a hostage is already bleeding. "Move, now!" He ordered, beginning to walk forward. He led the group to where a majority of the people were in two separate lines, with their hands on their heads. "Line up with them!" The group obliged to his orders, obviously not wanting to be shot.
