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Jericho and Caleb crouched down behind the bougainvillea vines outside the gate. A shiny white Cadillac turned into the drive and pulled into unmanned gate. The driver identified himself to the camera. With sensitive Were hearing, Jericho made out the name Eisemann before the iron gate slid smoothly open, allowing the car to pass, and unknowingly allowing two swift black shadows to glide in behind it. They had planned it out before hand, Jericho would enter the premises from the left wing, and Caleb from the right, avoiding the main entrances, which were heavily guarded. He pulled out a silenced pistol, and kept an eye on the security cameras on the house. The system had been well designed, and left very little area unmonitored inside the walled estate. As he drew closer to the ma