Chapter 165: Diha, Ramon, Valentino

Saturday. London, United Kingdom.

DIHA'S SKIN PRICKLED AS she watched the feeds from the agents outside the vans.

Joon and Baker's van was dressed up like a floral delivery service. Their agent on the street carried a bouquet of flowers into a neighboring shop. Concealed within the flowers was equipment that would enable him to cut into the cables supplying internet to the whole block.

The van the guys had piled into was a simple white van with a maintenance number on it. They set up cones and blocked off one lane while an agent scaled a telephone pole.

And lastly, the agent slid out of the side door of her van carrying a catering box with a logo on it that matched the one on the side of the van. But there wasn't a meal for twenty inside. He was also going inside another shop that backed up to the club.

One by one more cameras came on-line, either from their agents setting up shop or plain clothes cops in cars parking where they found space.