“No, just a prick,” Mayhem says.
“Look, man,” Locke continues patiently. “A facility like that is going to have spotters posted on the main access roads, motion sensors along the perimeter, and heavy security on the floor. If he sees twenty bikes coming down that highway, he’ll either destroy the evidence and slip out the back, or he’ll set up an ambush and turn that access road into a kill zone.”
Jade crosses her arms, nodding in agreement. “Locke’s right. Knox is paranoid. The second he sees a squad coming, he’ll blow the place himself or put a sniper on the roof.”
Mayhem scowls, looking between Locke and Jade. “So what’s the alternative? We just sit on our hands and watch him pump out pills?”
“We recon it first,” Locke explains. “We go in small and quiet. We cut through the woods, i
