“We have a mini mission for the mission,” Yoko said.
“Details, please.” Maggie always liked to get to the point right away.
“Izzie and I are going to break into the yard at the warehouse. I have to get photos of the trucks, and there is no way I could do it during the day. Too many eyes and too much movement.”
“You plan on doing this tonight?”
“That is the plan.”
“Can you wait for me? Better to have two sets of eyes on the lookout.”
“How long will you be?”
“We’ve started our descent. Let me check with the pilot; hang on.” Maggie picked up the intercom phone. “Hey, Roger. What’s our ETA?”
“Midnight.”
Maggie returned to the phone call. “We land at twelve; then it will take me a half hour to get to the apartments. So, say twelve-thirty-ish.”
“Great. We can wait,” Yoko said.
“Cool. As long as I have a bag of chips waiting.”
By the time Maggie met up with Yoko and Izzie, it was almost one in the morning. She knocked on Yoko’s door. “What time zone am I in?” she asked, looking slightly dazed.
“You are on the East Coast. In Florida,” Izzie assured her. “Have you gotten any sleep in the past two days?”
“I think I had a nap on the plane.” Maggie stretched. “I’m okay, really. Flying back and forth on Annie’s plane sure beats sitting in a car on a stakeout overnight.”
“You have a point,” Yoko agreed.
“So, what’s the plan?” Maggie looked around the room. “I asked for chips.”
Izzie handed her a bag. “This has to last you for the next two hours.”
Maggie shook the bag. “I think I can manage it.”
Yoko continued as she unpacked the black bodysuits and the night-vision goggles. “I brought several pairs of these”—she handed one bodysuit to Izzie and one to Maggie—“but only two pairs of night goggles. The two of you can decide which one wants to be the getaway driver and who wants to tail me.”
Izzie looked at Maggie. “Will you fall asleep in the car if we leave you there?”
“Possibly.” Maggie stifled a yawn.
“Then it’s settled. You will go with Yoko. The adrenaline will keep you on your toes.”
“Okey dokey,” Maggie replied. She began to undress and slipped the ninja-looking suit on. Izzie did the same. Yoko was already in full night-crawler garb.
“Uh, shouldn’t we be wearing something over this so we don’t look too out of place?” Maggie asked.
Yoko handed Maggie a sarong-type wrap. “Tie this around your waist. You act like you’ve never done this before,” she teased.
“Just a little out of practice.” Maggie grinned.
Izzie slipped on an oversized T-shirt, and Yoko pulled on a pair of overalls.
“Ready?” she asked.
“Ready!” Maggie and Izzie held up their hands for a high-five.
