Lana's POV
It wasn't surprising to her to see the amounts of resources that the elders held in their credit cards and bank accounts.
It even didn't surprise her to imagine how many contacts they had secured within their sleeves.
What shocked Lana the most was the fact that Alma knew something about that warehouse that didn't even cross the young woman's mind.
After the plan was set up, they needed hardware.
Equipment to make sure that their plan wouldn't go down the drain, so Lana thought she might as well get her phone and call for some backup.
But then, David arrived, and her jaw fell low.
"David, my dear, would you mind taking us to the basement?"
Lana frowned.
Basement?
She tried understanding it by looking at the whole extent of the warehouse, but there was not a single trace of anything that would resemble an entrance to a basement.
