THE CAGE

THE CAGE

Part Twelve – The Plan

*Disclaimer – this story is completely a work of fiction. All characters are owned by the WWF or are creations of the author. No infringement intended. Any likeness to characters or incidents described is purely coincidental.

Mark Calloway, Amy Dumas, Matt Hardy, and Jeff Hardy sat around Mark's kitchen table at 1:30 in the morning. "Look, it isn't such a bright idea if we all go in there like the cavalry at once." Mark pointed out.

Matt nodded. "So, if two of us go to New York, and the other two go…?"

"To the Titan Group Law Office."

Jeff looked confused. "Why there?"

"'Cause they got all the documents." Mark said.

"'Kay, how's about Amy and I go to the lawyer's digs, and you two go to the head office."

Matt didn't look too sure about the whole situation. "Uh, well, I can go with Amy…"

Amy rolled her eyes. "Hey hon, I can take care of myself. I don't need you looking over my shoulder everywhere I go."

Matt nodded furiously. "Oh, I know. I'm not saying that, I'm just saying that…"

Mark sighed. "He's saying that he wants to look over your damn shoulder. Can we please get to the business at hand here folks?"

The table collectively nodded. Mark crossed his arms. "Good. Jeff and Amy, you guys gotta break into the law office. Try to mess the place up, make it look like regular burglars did it. Maybe steal a computer or two. Just don't let them see what we were trying to get at."

Jeff put a finger in the air. "Uh, I'm not trained as a professional thief."

"Don't worry, I'll teach you." Jeff nodded, then stopped and stared at Mark with disbelief. "Okay, Matt, you and I will have to sneak into the head office, then into Vinny McMahon's office. This one has to be clean, we don't want him to make a connection between the two for a little while. Buy us some time so we can figure this whole thing out."

"They'll be coming here."

Vince sat in his office, feet propped up on his desk. His fingers drummed the desk nonchalantly, but the hard lines on his face belied his nonchalance. "We'll be waiting for them."