(Dane)
Nobody spoke after Ridge's last order. Every truck stayed where it was while we watched the warehouse from a distance. The radios remained quiet as each brother waited for the next instruction. One wrong move now could ruin everything we'd spent days putting together.
Ridge studied the building for another minute before reaching for the radio. "Crash." His voice stayed calm as always. "Tell me exactly what you see."
Crash answered right away. "Three men are unloading boxes from the van." He paused for a second before continuing. "The guard at the side door hasn't moved."
Ridge nodded to himself. "Holt." He waited for the reply. "Anything from your side?"
"Nothing's changed," Holt answered. "The back exit is still quiet." He stopped for a moment before adding, "Nobody has come o
