"Morning everybody!" The police officer, Hayes, spoke.
"Hey Hayes! We're ready for the run down." I said.
"So which one of you is the best actor?" He asked. I raised my hand, slightly doubtful of what was to come next.
"Right, we'll need to get you into hair and makeup. But first, we've found out some information." Hayes said.
We nodded, urging him to continue.
"We've found out that Sanders, along with a few others, attend an annual auction for guns, women, equipment..." He trailed. "So, this auction is Saturday. At the old warehouse just off the pike."
"You mean the one that used to be a nursery?" I asked. Hayes snapped his finger and pointed at me. "That's it!"
The boys looked at me. "How'd you know that?" Harry asked.
"My baby brother was adopted from there."
"We'll need you to disguise yourself as one of the female workers. You'll have a gun in your bra and a recording chip. Also a micro chip which is where we'll tell you what to say." Hayes said. "The guys here will also be there. Pretending to be a member of their little 'party.' They'll follow you close behind." We all nodded.
"Meet me here Saturday morning for the disguises."
We nodded. "Thanks Hayes!"
Saturday morning came faster than expected. I was very nervous. Who wouldn't be? We're facing a real criminal here.
"Harry wake up!" I shook him.
"I'm up, I'm up." He groaned.
I rushed to get the other boys up and Pat took us to the station. We were guided into hair and makeup. I was giving a red wig, blue contacts and freckles. Major freckles. "You know the plan?" Hayes asked. "Yes, officer." we said in unison. "Good."
It reeked of alcohol in the warehouse, drunken guys. I could see the boys in the distance. They weren't drinking. I nodded at them and they nodded back.
"We're in." I spoke through the chip.
"Alright, go to the east ballroom there's guards in there. Take them, then head through the doors to Pete's room. The boys will follow close behind." Hayes confirmed.
I made sure I wasn't noticed, and headed l the east ballroom. "Sorry, lady this is private." One of the guards spoke. I snapped his neck and walked pass him.
Pete was smoking a cigar. "Drinks, sir?" I asked. He grabbed one. What he didn't know, was that there was stuff in his drink.
"Jayda, it's nice to see you." Pete grinned.
"Boys!" He called. Guards came in and walked towards me.
Holy mother of plot twists. :D