Jack In the Box

The setup for this job ought to be a cakewalk. Two story building, barred window perimeter with one real entrance. Four external patrollers, one internal, sentry system wired directly to the building's lessor - one of Ginnie's employees. She could expect a call regarding the intrusion about the time they were back at the vehicle. Watching the pattern maintain, he'd have about 35 seconds between each patrol rotation - they had synched themselves well. Pity, that.

Waiting for the opportune moment, Alec tossed a penny onto one of the parked vehicles. Hearing the click of metal on metal, the guard readied his weapon and trained it on the car. That left him not paying attention to his feet, sadly. He really should have been wearing something other than Converse hi-tops on the job. You never know when you'll step on something sharp, like a field of caltrops coated with an extremely soporific hemotoxin. As the guard's muscles relaxed, Alec reeled his net in. The guard, valiantly, tried to radio for help. Unfortunately, the muscles in his hands were already going slack. Clearing the caltrops, Alec pulled the guard over behind the vehicles with him - the guards would have to reverse cycle before they would see him there. 8 seconds to spare. Blending with his environment, Alec hid back under a vehicle and waited.

The next two guards passed - that gave him a little over a minute to handle this next one. Smiling, he darted from his hiding place to the bushes, leaving as clear a trail as possible. Darting back across, not dragging or pressing his feet heavily this time, he scaled the corner of the building and waited. As the guard came to the clear trail, Alec leapt silently from his perch, bringing his heel down heavily on the head of the guard, dropping him. Taking the butt of his gun, Alec smacked it against his temple and got ready for the more dangerous portion. Heading into the brush, Alec figured he had about thirty seconds left...squeezing off a round into the air, he scampered back to his point of cover beneath the vehicles. Radio communication was heavy - the two outside had noticed their one buddy down in the middle of the lot missing his gun and the trail to the bushes. They headed that way to investigate.

That put the man inside on high alert. Alec moved to the lock, disabled it and went around back to one of the barred windows. Finding one with a direct line of sight on the man inside, he smiled.

Eagle, the lid is up and Sparrow sees a trout. Waiting for signal.

Snapping the bolts on the bars, Alec removed them from the window. In a moment Ginnie would signal him, he'd break the window, the man would spin and she'd walk in the front door and do something terrible to him and he'd be free to lead his two tails on a merry chase about town. Waiting for his cue, Alec held the bars ready.