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warehouse we will burst in and clean the trash,” says Director Ice. “It
should all flow nice and smooth. Okay, ready to execute.”
    Claudia and Christopher exit the room and head for the SUV.
They climb inside and quickly leave the warehouse. They head to the rendezvous.
Each of them is on a high dose of adrenaline. They’re excited that finally they
will be able to finish with this mission.

    Loco strides into the barracks
to get his work clothes. “What are you doing?” asks Loco. He looks over at
Ghost.
    “I’m waiting for the call,” says Ghost. His voice low,
grinning.
    “I thought you would want to work out. I want to do some
sparring and you’re the only one that makes it tough,” says Loco.
    He narrows his eyes at Ghost. Damn, he’s all into this
chica. That’s scary, he thinks.
    “Okay, that sounds great! I’ll work out with you in a few,
okay?” replies Ghost, grinning. “I need to talk to her for a few minutes.”
    “Yeah, yeah, I know, right,” says Loco. He turns to get
dressed. “I’m going to spar with Panther.”
    “I’ll be there in a few,” replies Ghost, answering the cell.
    Loco walks out of the barracks, shaking his head. He walks
to the gym to work out.

Chapter
Seven

     
    Claudia and Christopher arrive at the warehouse. The
warehouse is located a few blocks down from the conference site. They’re on
time. They’re anxious and excited to go and finish the transaction.
    This is going to be a grand production, thinks
Claudia. I’m ready and I’m already into my role.
    They park the SUV outside of the warehouse, close to the
door so they can do a quick exit after the transaction. They walk into the
warehouse, fully aware of the danger they’re entering.
    Christopher is carrying all three duffle bags with ninety
million dollars for the newest, most dangerous state of the art ammunition. Not
even the government has it available.
    This is it, the big night. Yeah, I just don’t feel right
about it , thinks Claudia, waiting for the drug cartel’s dealer.
    Geeze, he isn’t even the big fish, he’s his right hand.
Christopher and I are just putting our vidas (lives) in jeopardy. All of it for
this little snake, she thinks. With irritation, she attempts to control her
feelings and not give herself away.
    It’s 0015 and he’s late, like always. No way can you
expect these jerks to have any type of manners. I need to remain cool and in
control. I don’t need El Gato to suspect anything after all of these months of
hard work .
    She turns to look around the warehouse, noticing that it’s a
little bigger than she thought. Hmmm, this is a good size building with lots
of places to hide. I know that we have some back-up on the roof. The FBI agents
will also be outside, down the road waiting to come in. Damn, it’s a little
dark in here.
    Christopher looks at his watch. This is just freaking
unbelievable. Los bastardos (the bastards) are late again. It’s 0030. I wonder
what they’re up to because I don’t like this. They have the habit of being
late. They’re on Mexican time, but they’ve never been this late before , he
thinks, turning to look at Claudia, raising his eyebrow.
    Claudia looks at her watch, nods. “Ten more minutes,” she
says.
    She looks at the back door. They’ve never been this late
before on other transactions. Yeah, a few minutes but not this late. I wonder
what they’re up to. They’re thirty minutes late! she thinks.
    Christopher walks over to the table and sets the three
duffle bags on top. He looks around, trying to get the layout and feel of the
warehouse.
    He looks up to the steel roof. Hmmm, it’s not a glass
roof and the team can’t see what’s going on. We will have to work with the
studs and pray that they work. We should have tried them out yesterday to see
if and how the studs work. Now we have to trust that they work. Yeah, it is
fucking incredible , he thinks.
    Christopher feels antsy and notices that the back door is
slowly opening up.