Jenna drove a little farther before pulling over at the side of the road. They left the car there and made their way to the warehouse on foot.
Using the shrubs and trees for cover, they crept as close as possible without being spotted.
"We have to be in and out within ten minutes before someone notices the car down the road."
"Ten minutes? I did tell you they have guns, right?" Yohan asked.
"Yeah," she replied calmly, reaching to her side and pulling out a handgun, holding it with the ease of a professional.
"You have a gun?"
The moment the words left his mouth, he realized how stupid the question sounded. Of course she had a gun—she was a trained killer. If anything, the real surprise was that she had never felt the need to mention it until now.
"Only for extreme emergencies," she said, her eyes never leaving the building.
That explained why she hadn't looked particularly shocked when he mentioned they were armed.
"So… are guns really just that common?" he wondered aloud.
