Jessica's POV
The next day, I, Luke and all the chosen ones spent the whole day in the meeting room, discussing the details of the plan. We had several plans planned out in case of emergencies and if something went wrong.
I will be the in-charge of the first group who were to attack the warehouse and Luke would lead the second team to give a surprise to the old man. I really hope he's been exercising alot lately because I don't want him to die due to a heart attack when we haven't even started the game.
By the end of the meeting, we had fifteen plans in hand, seven for the surprise attack and eight for the attack on the warehouse. I hoped every went well after all the preparation.
We had a week to prepare and everyone was training extra hard in order to complete the mission without any flaws.
I and Luke trained together for hours every day, helping and fighting each other in the ring every day.
I got to say he truly is a hard opponent because I could barely escape his attacks. He was gentle enough not to hurt me anyway and as time passed, I realized I was far from being his rightful opponent.
It would take at least another three years of the special training for me to be able to actually land a decent punch on the guy.
Even though my self-esteem has dropped to the bottom from hours of training with Luciano, that was just one of the downsides.
I got to understand him on deeper levels that I didn't know was possible and we got close from all the fighting.
"Out of breath already?" Luke asked with a subtle smirk tugging on his lips as he peered down at me from the lock I was under.
I bet we'd been fighting on this ring for an hour or so and I felt so exhausted that I could no longer continue to fight him.
"Looks like you're getting more training after everything is over." he said as he got out of the ring and helped me get off as well.
"Aren't I pretty good at it though? I really don't want to train." I whined as I wiped the sweat that was trickling down my neck and whole body. Luke on the other hand looked completely fine, without any bead of sweat or any feeling of exhaustion from the previous fight.
"Nuh-uh. I am going to train with you for at least an hour every day. Make sure you spend more time with shooting since we both know you have really bad relationship with guns." He waved his long and veiny hands as he tried to make a point and I groaned.
Luke and I had a shooting competition the other day, once with the team we were to look after, and the other time, just the two of us and every time, I lost to him and he wouldn't fucking stop teasing me about it.
Also, even though it wasn't my first-time shooting rifles and guns, I have to practice more because I am not good at it. I almost shot myself the other time I was practicing and damn, did it discourage me so much.
"Why are you so obsessed with me?" I grumbled out and he came to pinch my cheeks.
"Because you're so cute." He kept on pinching my cheeks and I tried to pry his hands off my face but it only hurt my poor cheeks.
"Is that what you were expecting?" All of a sudden, the playful smile on him dropped along with his hands from my face as he took a step back and started laughing.
"You're really delusional. There's nothing to be obsessed over." He shamelessly looked me up and down and walked away after letting out a light laugh.
"Whatever helps you sleep at night." I scoffed and walked out of the gym from the other door at the very end of the room.
"Don't forget to get enough sleep. We've a rough day waiting for us." His voice boomed throughout the big training room and I left with a smile on my face.
"I am in." I whispered so that no one would find me weird and kick me out of the huge building.
I have successfully entered the warehouse that was filled with different kinds of weapons. It took a while for us to find the location because it's an underground warehouse. I was disguised as one of the managers in the warehouse.
The warehouse was located under a small restaurant in Chicago. There weren't many customers inside and I doubt they were really there to get supper.
My mission was to set the bomb with the rest of the team who would be sneaking into the building with various plans that were laid out during the meeting.
I was heading towards the security office of the warehouse where I would deal with the alarm that might go off when my people were found. There were so many prying eyes but I just ignored them with an emotionless smile on my face and no one dared to eye me with suspicion.
"I am in too." "Me too." "I am in my position." Several affirmations of 'Yes's' and 'Me Too's were heard as I took an elevator to reach the spot.
"Alright, get to work." I ordered and I could hear them getting their hands on the bomb.
After taking a deep breath, I slammed the door open and entered the security room, catching many people's eyes. All of them were eyeing me and I didn't even bother to smile at them. I kept my stoic face and walked towards the big screen that displayed the CCTV screens of the whole building.
Everything was going well as there was no sight of my underlings roaming around to do their work. Looks like the hackers back in the van outside are doing a great job. I turned around and both men and women in uniforms were staring at me.