Inside the hall, Raymond projected a detailed map onto the large screen. Everyone in the room shifted their attention to it, eyes locked as they absorbed the details.
"This is the map of their packhouse and the entire surrounding area," Raymond began, his voice calm but firm. "We need to find the weakest point of their defense. That's where we'll focus our attack. Fewer guards, lower resistance."
Mr. Frederick stood up and approached the screen, his eyes scanning the map intently. "We will attack from the roof," he announced.
"It's the last place they'd expect. In their minds, it's an impossible entry point. They never place guards up there. That's our advantage."
One of his men raised a hand, doubt lacing his voice.
"But how do we even get on the roof without being spotted? What if we get caught before the operation begins?"
