Number 9, 6 and 2.
The motorcycle engines came to a halt as numbers 9, 6 and 2 parked in an alley two buildings away from the club.
“Should we be worried about the rest?” Number 9 asked worriedly.
“There is nothing we can do.” number 2 said, hiding weapons in his clothes.
“We are too far away” number 6 said, hiding weapons in his clothes also.
“Number 5, is the smartest person I have ever had the pleasure of meeting” number 2 said, arranging the collar of number 9’s sleeveless gown.
“She would find a way” number 2 said, removing his hands from number 9’s shoulders.
“Speaking of number 5” number 6 said, clearing his throat.
“How do we find the secret entrances to the two underground floors she told us about?”
“She even gave us, number one's GPS location but I don't know how that would help if there is another floor directly below this one!” number 6 said looking at his watch in frustration.