“We so do,” Jessie agreed.
“And maybe Duane’s,” I said.
“So weird, knowing his name,” Harlow murmured.
It totally was.
It made him seem human, which, of course, he was. But it was an all-new spin.
“Anyone know how to pick a lock?” Joey asked.
Again, no one said anything because no one knew how to do that.
“Whoever ‘they’ are, are probably watching the place too,” I noted. “So we have to go incognito.”
“Okay, so we have to learn how to competently pick a lock while looking like we’re just opening a door,” Joey said. “And we need disguises, like gas company or electricians or something.”
“We know Tex knows how to pick a lock,” Jessie remarked. “He could teach us.”
“And I bet he has a toolbox,” Luna added.
“I think my dad has some coveralls,” Shanti offered up. “One of us puts them on, pads them up, shoves their hair under a baseball hat, puts on a fake moustache or something.”
“We could also just go in after dark,” Gemma suggested. “If Amy lives in a rundown complex, they probably don’t have good lighting. And from what I can tell of this Duane guy, he likely isn’t thinking ‘safety first’ on the home front.”
“Two teams.” Luna decreed. “Raye, Shanti, Willow and Gemma take Duane’s place. Jess, Harlow, Joey and I will take Amy’s. We’ll case them. Make plans. Report back. Refine plans. And go in. That work for everyone?”
Whoa.
Luna was getting super good at this. Those teams were a great breakdown of experience from veterans to newbies.
Though, we were all newbies at breaking and entering.
“Sounds good to me,” Jess said.
“Me too,” I said.
“Me three,” Harlow said.
Luna got up and turned to us, hand extended.
We all did the same.
“One, two, three…” Luna called it down.
“Angels Unite!” we all shouted.
And we broke.
ELEVEN
DUNCH
The Angels had car-shared to Headquarters, so once we got the addresses from Arthur’s email, we broke off to do some drive-bys and get initial impressions before we dropped Gemma and Joey back at work and went home.
Though, my team had decided to think on things and circle back later that evening after Gemma got off work and Raye, well, quit getting off, so we could give her the skinny and get her input.
That said, we all also decided there was no further time to delay, so whatever we were going to do, we were going to do it tomorrow night.
