"Alright, we'll go with Renee Morgan's plan." Dane clapped his hands together, a sense of new clarity opening up his perspective.
The others nodded in agreement, all feeling a broadened horizon.
Everyone slapped hands cheerfully, set on carrying out this plan.
With the plan changed, the ambush positions needed rearrangement too. Once everything was settled, news came in from Jay Monroe's side.
Just now, a car had left Team Red Tower, with Hugh in the front passenger seat.
Team Red Tower was about forty minutes' drive from this mountain road.
Customs was several hours from this road; with Hugh setting off now, the customs team might already be halfway, not far from here by now.
Jay Monroe: "Hugh's definitely got people with him. Team Red Tower is estimated to have less than seventy left—we can turn this play into real action and directly attack Team Red."
