Page 89 of Her Forever SEAL

“Three to one odds, and you have my girl as collateral. Wasn’t really a fair fight,” Mason gasped out.

“Five to one.” Ibrahim corrected him.

“You don’t count. Neither does that short little fuck with the notepad who’s following you around. I’m just talking about the real men.”

Good, he had just told them what they were dealing with inside and that Kayla was in the basement.

Ibrahim laughed. Really laughed. “You think insulting my manhood is going to upset me? Take my mind off my plan? You don’t really know me.”

“I know that despite being so rich, well-connected and supposedly smart, my wife and her friends were able to trick you with phony helicopter schematics.”

There was a long pause.

“Chidi! Get me a tablet. Call up those plans that Mary got for us. I want to see them again.”

Mason laughed.

“Yes, sir.”

“Clint, headcount,” Drake demanded.

“One sniper, roof, aimed at the road. Two guards, back door of tasting building. One guard back of the production building. One guard at the loading dock. Three bodyguards inside near Kayla, Ibrahim and some short little fuck.”

“Lydia, are there direct routes from the tasting room to the top level of the production building?” Drake asked.

“Yes.”

“Finn, you still have eyes on the sniper?”

“Yep.”

“He look planted?” Drake asked again.

“Yep.”

“Get back to Rylie and Jack. I’m going to want the three of you to take out the two men with the AK-47’s. I want it done quietly. Then I want you circling back to the sniper and Rylie and Jack into the tasting room. Got it?”

All three of them acknowledged their orders.

From Sophia’s position, she couldn’t see the back of the tasting room, even when she craned her neck.

“Keep down,” Drake whispered to Sophia. “They’ll get it done.”

“Angie’s Team,” Drake said into the comm. “Is there any way that any of you can take out the guard in front of the loading dock?”

“There’s a dumpster beside a set of stairs that the guy is standing on,” Aiden answered. “We need to get back to the vines, which should be okay, that’s not the direction he’s worried about. Then we need to come at him from the side of the house so the dumpster is covering us.”

“If one of us stays here and throws something and has him looking south for a second while someone else is coming at him from behind the dumpster, it should be a quiet take-down,” Angie included.

Sophia watched Drake nod. “I like it.”

“The door from the loading dock leads directly into the barrel chamber,” Lydia spoke up. It’s pretty much an open area, at least according to these fucked-up plans.”

“Got that?” Drake asked. “No entering without my say-so.”

“Roger,” Aiden answered.

“This is all done up close, no noise. Got it?” Drake asked.