Ting Cheng nodded without looking up, focus razor-sharp. "Already done, Mother."
Nearby, Xiang Rui lifted a crate of suppressors and fiber cameras.
He called to a cluster of rookies from the Alpha team, "These stay on your belts. If you get stuck at a dead end, you can snake the fiber cam under, and check all the corners. No blind corners tonight, or Madam will have your ears for souvenirs."
The men chuckled under their breath, but with a nervous energy crackling like static in the rain. This mission was of utmost importance, and they needed to work harmoniously without failure and complete it successfully.
One table over, Lu Zhi Hao checked a line of slim black stun batons, testing each with a crackle of blue spark.
He caught Ruyi watching him from a distance and arched a brow. "You sure you don't want the revolver, darling?"
She gave him a razor-thin smile, sliding a tranquilizer pistol into the hidden holster at her hip.
