After my mental brain fart, which seemed to be happening more often, we got down to business.

Apparently, a bunch of blues lines is something called a blueprint, as is "apparently" really easy to understand. Hmpf, bite me.

"I heard that Steph, if you lived out of your head more instead of in it, you would actually get places." Tank explained. The comment kind of stung, but a retort wasn't on the tip of my tongue, and honestly, it wouldn't get me anywhere. "The building is a 5 story ex real estate building with roof access. The roof does have security camera's set up, but less so than the rest of the building. It's harder to get on top of a roof in the first place undetected. That's our best bet, more area's of cover, and Ranger's penthouse will be right underneath your feet."

"Um, hate to break it to you, but how do you get on the roof short of a helicopter? You'd think he would notice that."

"Easy Beautiful, we've come up with one of two plans. One, you parachute in, and hope you hit your mark.-"

"Are you NUTS? Why would I willingly jump out of a perfectly working airplane?"

"For love?"

"Don't push it, what's plan two?"

"You scale the building. None of the windows open, so you have to go for the roof."

"You're lucky it's only 5 stories high. It's an easy climb."

"Lemmie get this straight. You want me to climb a 5 story glass building?"

They both looked at me and nodded.

"Aren't we missing someone?" I asked.

Lester and Tank looked at me confused.

"I see Larry and Moe, but I sure as hell don't see Curly. Maybe he stayed home because he thinks you guys are losing it." They both busted out laughing. I tried to give them the stink eye, but failed, all I got was a twitch, and it was annoying me more.

"It's easy Bombshell. We've already contacted RangeMan Miami and talked to Tony, he's agreed to help us set everything up. Apparently Ranger is making everyone's life hell down there, and he's more than willing to set things straight."

"Go on, I'm listening."

" They will set the ropes up for you, change the angles of the cameras, fix monitor duty so Ranger can't just check in, and they will have a "power failure" at ten minutes after 9 tomorrow night."

"Tomorrow NIGHT!"

"Yup, so pay attention as we go over this again."

"But—b-but I have to pack! What will I wear? Have you seen my hair! OMIGOD! Why didn't you tell me sooner! Here I am going to seduce the Sex God and I look like I have slept with the Mangey Mutt!"

Lester and Tank snickered.

"Oh shut up. You think it's funny now. I'll get even. Don't think I won't. Who do you think I learned "payback's a bitch" from? I'm calling my grandmother..." I faked reaching for the phone.

"Okay okay! Calm down Beautiful, the flight is not until noon tomorrow, Tank and I are going down on business, so we can go over the plan then. We're going to be escorting someone from the Witness Protection Program"

"Who?"

"You, you will be travelling as Mrs. Mark Pardo."

Well, fuck a duck.