The bus felt a little less tense, a slight giggle from one of the soldier's in the back was followed by a comment that brought a laugh from everyone there. "Those have got to be the best thugs I've ever come across." The comment made everyone's mood lighten up. There was a clear sense of relief in the bus.
Piettro pulled his chair up and looked in the side mirror, Irene was walking up the road again, in a hurry. She reached her bag as she approached her apartment door and pulled out the keys. A hurried few seconds passed and the door was open, she looked back at the bus as she disappeared behind the apartment's door. Soon a couple of lights turned on as the two ladies discussed what was probably a thrilling little tale for them.
"Alright guys, well played but we cannot be here when morning comes. Presto and Hena, you're to set up a visual perimeter by planting some cameras around in strategic places. We need to know where and when this Irene moves. She works in the North so Greg and Kew, you remain with Presto and Hena