Prologue:
"A single grain of rice can tip the scale. One man can be the difference between victory and defeat."- Disney's Mulan
She sighed as she sat in the pitch black Audi R8, watching as her older brother's plan unfolded. She resisted the urge to scratch her head, a nervous habit she developed after her first heist with the crew. Her job was simple; make sure the armored trucks got to the cones. Her eyes flickered up at one of the nearby office buildings; there he stood. His job was to get rid of her brother if any part of the plan fell through. She sighed impatiently as her car crawled another centimeter forward in the midday traffic. She heard her brother's voice through the walkie-talkie, giving a play-by-play of the scene to the members of their team underground. She heard the response of their leader, annoyed by the delay in their plan. The trucks had yet to show up at the designated location, they were only one left turn away. She gripped the steering wheel and grit her teeth in annoyance. "Come on…" she uttered. The words falling off her lips, like a maple tree's autumn leaves. Her brother's life wasn't the only one staked on this plan… hers was too.