“The call is about to start, I’m going to need about three minutes to intercept the connection of one of the weakest links on the call.” Bryan said to Alegra. “Any sudden movements of slip ups and Purple right here wouldn’t hesitate to send that bullet flying through your brain. It’s an audio call this time around so just sound to try as normal as possible or else, poof! Straight to hell.” “O-okay.” Alegra’s voice shook. The other stakeholders came onto the line in a short time. “Hello.” He said as normal as possible. “Hi Alegra?!” Rita seemed to house some surprise in her voice. 

"Stay for a minute more." Tequila cooed as Storm was about to exit the bed. "Why?" He smirked. "I hate you." She laughed. "Why are you up already anyways?" "I have to address the hostages, they're getting pool privileges today." " Oh okay, I really hope we aren't making a mistake though. " " I hope so too." " See you in a bit? " " Sure." She yawned going back to sleep while he shut the door behind him, before trudging the corridor and descending the stairs.  

“Okay guys, We lost ingrid and Morgan. Boss still wants us to continue on the plan despite my opinions, he’s not listening to the reasons I gave as regards why it’s too much of a risk to continue.” Rita Campbell said to Watson Perez, and Howard Gonzalez.“Why does he still want us to keep pulling through?”“Watson, daily the company increases in worth, as we spent,  It’s net worth is nineteen billion dollars and if we’re able to pull through with the plan and sell it, we stand to get approximately nine billion.” Howard elucidated. “Okay, so what do we do now?”“As opposed to the boss orders we bolt!” Rita suggested“But for how long?”“A short while.”“Soon, the families of these people would start involving the police and we’d be suspects, the company sale would further dampen our chances, so laying low for a while would do us good.”“Al

"Let's head over to ours." She suggested to Storm as they sat on the terrace of the hotel, enjoying the view. "Let's go." He harried out, excitedly. "What's got you so excited?"  "Nothing." His smile only seemed to widen. " Alright..." She raised a teasing brow. "C'mon let's get going." He gently pulled her up from the comfortable couch so they could pack up. " You're way too eager, it invites me." She laughed. "Don't stress about it." He assured them and they were all packed up in a few minutes. 

"So next up on our list, we have Morris Edwards." Storm said to the team.   "Portfolio? " Jack said out loud.   Morris Edwards, 41, three-time rehab patient, one manslaughter on his record, current location is Jersey, 732-000-0001.   "He's been to rehab three times?" Maeve had a confused expression on her face.   "You're focusing on the wrong shit man, he has manslaughter on his record amongst other things." Maureen had a teasing look on her face.   "Wild." Raymond commented.    "Wild?" Bryan mocked.   "We're breaking him out of a com