
Monika took a deep breath and looked at Travis. “Then you do it.” She returned her attention to the road.
Travis relaxed, and slowly a smile eased across his lips. “You serious?”
“Sure. If you’re so fuckin’ sure that you can handle it, be my guest. Go see Jack tomorrow and tell him you’ll do it. But if you do, don’t look to me for any support. I’m talkin’ equipment, personnel, intel, nothing,” Monika said angrily as she accelerated, leaving smoke in her trail.
The next day Travis was back at Nita Nita to talk to Jack and accepted the job. The first person he went to was Jackie. She was the best get-a-way driver he knew. Naturally, she was down for anything that meant money. Since their other partner, Ronnie, had been murdered, Travis recruited Eddie Parker, a good man with weapons, to fill in his team. Parker’s only assignment on this job was to watch Travis’s back.
The processors were in a warehouse on Wales Avenue near Southern Boulevard by Bruckner Boulevard. Travis was confident that his skill at planning a job would minimize the risk.
But it didn’t work out that way.
Jackie backed the Hummer up to the fence, and armed with AK47’s and nine millimeters, Travis and Eddie Parker jumped over the fence on the far south end of the property. That was the only easy part of the job, as the perimeter was not secured with cameras.
Travis and Parker made their way toward the building under the cover of night. Once they reached the building they would have to disable the alarm system before they could go any further.
“You have to bypass an integrated security environment built around an access control system that is capable of capturing and processing any intrusion alarm system breach,” Jack had explained to Travis when he accepted the job. “Door or window contact, glass breaking, or motion detection. It’s sensitive to environmental changes like fire, and temperature, so don’t blow anything up. Even changes in the humidity in the joint will trigger an alarm,” Jack laughed.
