"We require further instruction," Eight announced once they were finished eating. "What is your plan, Five?"
Five had spent most of their pre-breakfast training coming up with it. Temporary lodgings had been secured—they were set to stay here for the next week—so the next order of business was acquiring provisions.
Food was less of an issue than supplies. Everyone had a standard utility belt of weapons on them but that was it. They had no dental hygiene products, shampoo, bar soap, or clothes to change into.
They had all left their Agency-provided cell phones behind as well. The first thing she wanted to do was get her hands on the type of phone Six had showed her. The kind that had endless amounts of information stored on it.
