~CASSELBA'S POV
CONTRARY TO REN'S ASSERTION, we arrive our location in T minus five minutes. I guess it's because I'd told him to step on it, which he did, and we're lucky to have avoided the twinkling blue and red lights—figuratively. Peering back from the back window of the van, I'm terribly glad to see no cop cars in our rear. The very last thing we need right now is the law or worse, publicity.
What we are about to do must maintain utmost discretion, which was why I had sent the other vans out first. It would be foolhardy to move as a motorcade. Such convoy might have worked in the past but I suspect the Apex with their ill-gotten wealth have CCTV's running the length of their domain. Any trespasser would be spotted within a mile, and for the mission at hand, we have to evade any possible sight.
Clean and Fast. Easy fucking Peasy.
