*Arian’s POV*
“We have to watch out for the maids,” said the fellow across from me with the blinding blonde hair. His kooky eyes and misshapen grin somehow resembled a very punchable face. “They can see us from the window if we hold a meeting at the garage. The turret is the best place.”
Another guy wearing a similar black suit nodded in agreement. “Emerson doesn’t have surveillance cameras near the turret. Besides, he might monitor our phone calls so calling each other is out of the question.”
The chap beside me, who had managed to stay silent this whole time, spoke up. “Listen guys, we started off as only three people. We can’t say we haven’t made progress, but we’re making and working towards such precarious goals. No matter how secretive we try to keep thi
