Six red circles. Six hidden fortunes. One coordinated nightmare for Braun Ironside.
The map was spread across the table, locations marked with red circles, each one representing a loot house Braun had hidden throughout the districts.
Rook leaned over it, his finger tracing routes while Emma and Cassandra flanked him with sharp and focused looks on their faces.
Kurt stood back, cigarette between his lips, watching as the plan came together.
"We hit them simultaneously," Rook said, his voice calm and authoritative. "Fast, coordinated. Braun thinks these places are safe because they're hidden. That means light security."
Emma tapped one of the circles in the C-rank district. "This one's mine."
Cassandra nodded, her finger landing on another in the same district. "I'll take the second C-rank location."
Rook's finger moved to the B-rank district. "Lizzie and I will hit this one. It's the most heavily guarded, but we can handle it."
