the team

Keith was looking over the city while dialing someone on his phone.

He had arrived a couple of minutes prior, now finally having the chance to get a debriefing from Molly.

["Good afternoon Keith... I trust everything went well?"] Keith could clearly hear Molly on the phone, speaking in a professional but somewhat haughty tone that she always used.

"Of course it did, now, what was it that you needed me for?" The shipping container with his supplies would arrive tomorrow in the late evening. so Keith still had time before that he didn't want to waste.

["There is a meeting in a few days, a Client and his Lawyer will hold a conference in the law firm's office... the time is not yet set, but I will trust that you can make it."] Keith thought about it for a moment before responding.

"I'll make time." The shipping container would need to be handled before her job, but everything would run smoothly.

["Excellent, I will send you the details when everything is ready... but prepare something for long range, you will need it."] Molly was being vague before hanging up, but Keith could understand the intent.

Two people would be meeting in a law firm, likely HM law firm. The topic of the meeting would likely be the loss of evidence caused by Keith wiping the servers that they used to store everything.

The long-range comment likely meant that she wanted them killed, or at least one of the two. Either way, she had given him time to prepare, time he wanted to use to do something else.

"Stacy." Keith called for his assistant while walking towards her desk. It had already gotten late but she would still be working until nine, before going home and being on call for the weekend.

"Yes, boss?" Stacy looked up from her desk, as Keith turned the corner.

Most of her stuff was already in her bag, and she was just finishing up some of her personal duties.

"I need you to send a message out to our new employees to get them started on their work." Molly would send them over soon, so getting them working was a top priority, that Keith couldn't be bothered dealing with himself.

"Of course boss.." Stacy looked disappointed, sulking at the fact that she couldn't go home on time that day.

With that business settled Keith looked into buying a vehicle warehouse where his subordinates could work.

Hijacking cars wasn't the most complicated job out there, depending on the type and class the car would me more secured but nothing a little training couldn't help with.

Currently Keith had around two and a halve million dollars in his bank, ready to be spend, with another couple hundred thousand expected to arrive at the end of the week. He originally though of waiting longer before investing into property, but seeing as he could soon be facing his one of his biggest career defining moments, resulted in him believing that spending it now was the save bet.

Either way looking at the properties didn't help much. 

SecuroServ recommended some properties, all having outrageous prices because of the need for secrecy, normally paying anywhere close to such a sum for a warehouse would be a crime, ironic considering criminals were purchasing the place.

There were a couple of properties close to his clubhouse, but none suited his needs that well. Either being close to the cops or close to a gang location… the one removed from the city, that being the El Burro Heights vehicle warehouse had a different problem, the location was removed from the city, excellent for hiding their cars, but it also had poor road conditions.

Meaning that it would be hard to get there while being chased… not that he was planning on getting chased, but just the possibility would mean… for now Keith decided to postpone his decision. Instead planning to visit some of the properties the next day.

As he was closing up Keith ran into Stacy who was on her way out.

"I'll get you some overtime pay, go treat yourself for a bit after getting four guys to come by the office tomorrow." Keith wanted to test their skill, bringing them with him to the port to receive a package wasn't that difficult, but would at least show how well they worked together.

If they didn't operate as a team then he didn't need them as a team, the moment they were not cooperating with one another could be the moment they die, and replacing people in a criminal organization wasn't something that was easily done, even more so when it came to a crew that would be cooperating with each other for the foreseeable future.

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In the morning Keith paid a visit to the closets Ammu-Nation, buying a high-calibre rifle along with some smaller machine guns that could be easily operated with one hand. His crew would mostly be driving around so having big weapons wasn't handy, but pistols weren't too useful in a gunfight.

Personally, Keith preferred a pistol, simply because he could control his aim better. Why would he waist shots when he could simply pop one in their head and be done with it, but aiming became difficult once more people became involved, even more so if it was on the road.

So he could see his underlings be more useful with machine guns at their hips than with a pistol at their side.

Looking at the time Keith confirmed that he still had multiple hours before he was supposed to meet with four of the ten new members. In the time between he planned on going to the vehicle warehouses to see for himself which one was the best for his operations.

Driving for a bit Keith arrived at the first of the many vehicle warehouses.

He kept driving only stopping to view the outside area a bit more whilst staying inside of his car, the ones on the west side of the city all seemed to have access to highways either through direct routes or through back alleys, but all seemed to have the problem of being to open.

Cars would roll in from time to time, ranching from luxurious to normal, but all heading into the same garage… it wouldn't take a genius to see that something was going on, and being in the city meant all the more traffic cameras to proof it.

It all meant that the West Side wasn't his ideal place, just resulting in him having fewer options to trouble his mind with.

Visiting the other spots caused one of the more expensive ones to be ruled out. It was hidden, near a highway, but it was inaccessible only having one single path leading to it, meaning that there was no way to get out if caught, or at least no normal means.

The one near the gang seemed to have been in conflict recently with cars burning in the area as some police members had arrived to the scene with the firefighters to likely still be on their way to the scene.

Keith didn't know what happened there, but to look at the two other properties first.

A bit further south was a warehouse near the port, great access, but also a wide-open view from afar, the only good thing was that the amount of traffic in the area would mask their presence, along with the number of possible storage units that they were in.

The dirt road didn't do well for his tires, as well as for his mood… Keith had been driving for some time now, not to mention that he was almost done. With his viewing and still hadn't found the definite answer to what he wanted.

The warehouse where he currently was, was open, exposed even, but at the same time private, purely because of the lack of people around. Hiding here would be easy along with having easy access for any getaway… the only problem being the road. One either needed to know it well to drive it or have an amazing grip on their tires, because without one of the two anyone would surely crash against the exorbitant amount of debris in the area.

To Keith it simply wasn't worth it. At least not just for the secrecy.

Moving back to the last warehouse on his list, Keith still spotted some remaining wreckage, but no one to claim it as their own.

This one was the cheapest, for good reason as the area was one of the most dangerous in the city, not that it bothered him much that he could be confronted, just that police would get involved, but seeing as how the police acted when they were here it seemed as though they didn't want to come here as well.

The gangs would both be a treat and a protector of some kind, with police attention likely first going towards the gangs in the area before suspecting a legitimate investor such as Keith himself.

Either way, this place was the cheapest, along with being accessible and meeting the criteria he had set… the gang would need to be handled in some way but paying them off would likely work.

Checking the time Keith noticed that he needed to get back to his office as he was set to meet with some of his employees.

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Keith arrived on his floor, immediately heading to the desk where they were supposed to meet.

He pulled the bag with the guns from his shoulder with the guns along with the magazines and put them on a side table for them to collect later.

Entering the meeting room, Keith could see the four members present already seated, waiting for him to begin.

They had been ordered to be here at seven, to discuss their plan and their future job with Keith himself.

Seating himself Keith looked at the four new members.

They were all former marines, with some serving longer than others, but all skilled in their field of expertise.

Firstly There was Max, who was seated on his right, he was a former team leader, who went on specialized missions with his team. He would be tasked with keeping the team running smoothly.

His future team included Lucas, a tall guy with long hair, sporting a goatee, not as muscular as the rest but from what his report said an excelled aim.

Eddie, the complete opposite of Lucas, sported a bald head and had a bigger build than the rest along with carrying an air of confidence, that carried over into his specialty of heavy gunner.

Lastly Jack, the shortest of the team, with defined muscles and more importantly an explosive expert.

The other 2 members that were primarily hired for their shooting capabilities were Victor and Eva, both of whom he wouldn't be meeting with today and both would alternate guarding duties.

Keith saw himself in some ways in all of them, either through their looks or the way they acted…

Speaking of looks, he had changed it up on himself some while back, shaving everything down, resulting in him now only having a stubble… his hair had also grown a bit in the last couple of weeks, Keith hadn't bothered going to a barber to style it as it was still too short to really do something with it, but enough to style it with some gel.

"Nice to meet the four of you.. I trust you have been informed of your duties going forward." Now that Keith thought about their job, he began to have thoughts of upgrading the cargo warehouse to increase the sale potential, but sadly not now.

"We have sir." Max spoke up, as a representative of his new team.

"Great.. then let us go over tonight's activity."

He quickly went over the plan with each of them

First, they would grab a gun and get into the SUVs Keith had prepared to go to the port Keith would ride with them as each of the four would be split in two.

When at the docks their container should already be on a truck ready to head out. Keith himself would drive it to his clubhouse, where he would empty the container into the two SUVs and store the bikes inside.

Jack would be tasked with disposing of the truck while the other tree delivered the cars to the office building, Keith would be picking Jack up and bringing him to the office, after which everyone was free to leave and go about their business as usual before starting their job on Monday.

Keith didn't know how fast they would operate during the week, but he expected them to at least bring in three hundred thousand a week with a small warehouse…filling and selling it two times would easily be accomplished by a team of four.