I shouldn't have let him go. Zero either. I really could have used their help. But for some ungodly reason, I let him do his happy dance and let him go. It strangely felt...good. Like I was supposed to do that for once. I was having a meeting between me, Jazz, Viktor, and Angie. We were sitting across from each other at a little round table in the kitchen. Me across from Jazz, and Angie across Vik. I don't know if I trust Angie just yet. She hasn't let us down, yet. But she may have info we need on the interior of the Archer Co interior. She said she never met the CEO, Bishop, just heard of him. Yeah right. Then again if something was wrong Sara would let me know first. She, Zeus, and the other kids were watching TV.
"OK. Now that all guests and bounty hunters are off the premises, how do you take out a building? One that has people, freaks, and probably a billion Pawn Troopers and Sci-fis?" Nobody answered. Angie was looking at all of us nervously. Vik was leaning back in his chair. Jazz was leaning forward with her fingers laced and her eyes closed. I was cracking my knuckles and individual fingers, which Jazz hates, but hey, its a habit. Viktor said plainly, "We could blow it up." I rolled my eyes. "Yes, thank you Viktor. I was about to suggest we throw water balloons at it. Something must be wrong with me." Mr. Sarcastic replied, "I'll say." "Guys." Jazz said, now opening her eyes. "Could we focus here?"
Then Angie squeaked, "A well placed bomb would take it out. Remember the 9-11 thing?" I do remember. The reports on it. The video itself. It was brutal, even by my standards. If there's a war to be fought, it shouldn't be fought like that. "Yes, but what about the people around it? This is between me and Bishop. I don't want anyone else hurt if I can help it." Viktor swerved his head in my direction. "You goin soft, man?" I glared at him. "Not a chance. I can still kick you teeth in, and rip your nose off." I said. Jazz then said, "I can make a bomb that'll the building collapsing on itself. But I would need to place them at every other floor. And there is the matter of the civilians..." Sara skipped in. "I can do that." she said. "I'll just give push a thought to the people in the places and they'll be safe and we explode the building and we'll win! Yay!" She said excitedly and clapping her hands. Now I know what happened to my Mountain Dew. I don't drink coffee cause, well, it gross. And I have nothing against morning soda.
Jazz then said, "Well, even then I would have to have some supplies to make the number of bombs. Not to mention the timers, the placement of them all and the goons you know Bishop will unleash on us." I grinned. "Then it won't be anything unusual for us. And as for the supplies....." I turned to Angie, as did Jazz, Viktor, and Sara. She sighed. "Oh, fine." she said.
It may be wrong, but hey, she owes us.
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