I pointed to the map. “Can I see that?”
Scout just nodded and handed it to me. I studied it for a while, my brain whirling and swirling with all sorts of things. I clocked things on the map, like the rivers that were outlined and the supposed grounds that were hunting grounds versus protected grounds.
“Huh,” I said.
“What?” Cap asked. “What do you see?”
I furrowed my brow as I handed the map back to Scout. “I think it’s interesting that they’d build these buildings so close to legal hunting grounds. You’d think they’d be worried about getting caught.”
“What does that have to do with anything?” Ranger asked.
I grinned down at him. “That third building? It’s the only one not built near legal hunting grounds.”
“So whatever is out there, they’re really trying to hide it,” Cap said.
I pointed at him. “Exactly. That’s why I think we should focus on that third building, whatever the fuck it is. They’re actually attempting to hide it. Those other buildings? I wouldn’t be surprised if they were decoys, or even buildings they could stand to lose if they were spotted or figured out. But that building?” I reached over the top of the map and pointed to the third building we had come across. “That building doesn’t fit into any of the parameters like the others. It’s almost like?—”
“The others were built to protect that one,” Cap said.
I smiled at him and pulled my hand away from the map. “Now you’re getting it.”
Ghost chuckled. “It would be easy then, creating a distraction to pull them away from that house.”
“What do you mean?” Scout asked as he looked over at the masked man.
I already understood what Ghost was throwing down. “What he means is, if the other buildings are built to protect the one we’re going to infiltrate, then that means we cause chaos at one of the other buildings. Just use their own strategies to our advantage.”
“What?” Brutus asked. “Like burn one of them down?”
Ghost shrugged. “What we do doesn’t matter. But I bet you the shirt off my fucking back that if we create a commotion at any of these other buildings we’ve found, the fuckers from that building will go running. If not to help, then to get the fuck out of dodge. But either way, it gets us access to that house without having to tiptoe around them.”
“What kind of distraction will we use, then?” Ranger asked. “I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’d love to burn those motherfuckers to the ground. But is a fire really the way to go?”
“Doesn’t have to be a fire,” Cap said.
“Besides, there’s already been a fire,” Ghost said. “They might not come running for another similar emergency.”
A thought hit me, and I smiled. “They’d come running for us, though.”
All eyes were on me as Cap narrowed his. “Explain.”
I shrugged. “They’d come running if they heard motorcycles. We wouldn’t even have to infiltrate the woods near any of the other safehouses. We would just have to get the motorcycle engines revving within earshot of that particular building, and I’m sure all bets would be off.”
“How would we do all of that, and then get into the building, though?” Brutus asked.
“We could ask King,” Ghost suggested. “See if his guys would be willing to do the ride around in the woods while we watched from the sidelines.”
“Awww, I wanna send them running, though,” Brutus said.
I chuckled. “Doesn’t mean you can’t. I’m sure King would want an Honor Hog on a bike with him and his guys, just in case.”
Brutus looked over to Cap. “Can I? Be on the bikes with them?”
I swear to hell on high, the massive man looked like a child begging his dad for a sweet treat.
It made Cap chuckle. “Yes, you can ride with King and the guys.”
“Oh hell yeah,” Brutus said with a grin.
