[center][h1][color=black][b]John Wolf[/b][/color][/h1][/center]
[center][h2][color=black][b]Eyes in the Shadows[/b][/color][/h2][/center]
[center][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U2LdI7rzowk[/youtube][/center]
[@Kafka Komedy]

As they approached the Sacramento drive, he began looking up to the buildings, leaning his head to the side to glance up at them. It wasn't until they hit near Sacramento Drive did he put on his mask and rummaged through his bag for his case. On the side of it was outlined in grey a Wolverine like figure. The case was semi long at around 3 feet. The social wolf's demeanor changed as they approached the change point.

They got out as the three vans rolled up behind the cab. John glanced behind the both of them and gave the first driver a nod. He got out and met with the driver, Cassey. Cassey, who also went by "Rabbit" Dispite being a Malamute/Wolf hybrid, was one of the best getaway drivers in the city and was one of John's trusted friends. Cassey over the years had picked up some of John's rules and as such had became a valuable asset to many clientele. As John approached the van he moved to the driver side and grinned.

"Yooooo buddy what's shakin!" Cassey greeted with a smirk, cigarette hanging out of his mouth.

[color=black]"The usual. Can't really say much has changed since we last talked."[/color] Cassey nodded.

[color=black]"Brought an associate with me. Figured we could use the help."[/color] Rabbit looked over at Maxxy who curtsied and before Cassey could greet her Maxxy flipped him the birdie to which he squinted his eyes to. 

[color=black]"Yeah...Well anyway...Could you drop her off a bit further up. I need to stretch my legs a bit. Maxxy tell Sacha I may be running slightly behind. Decided to walk there. Cassey I'll give you a call next time, ok?"[/color] Cassey eyed him and then the contents he held in his hand and nodded as he watched Maxxy head to the passenger side of the van. With his duffle bag in one hand and case in the other. He made his way to the middle van and peered his head in and handed the driver the duffle bag. 

[color=black]"I got everything needed for this so I trust that you got this covered?"[/color] He asked as he looked in the back to the mounted weapon with a smirk. The driver looked at him and grined. "No problems boss." John nodded and walked away hearing an audible "Thunk" coming from the middle of the van. John looked back to the third van with a final nodded and started walking as the vans began to drive off. 

Cassey looked in the rear view mirror as he rested his arm out the signaling to the driver behind to disperse. In a moment, the other two vans drove off in another direction that seemed to be moving away from the approaching meeting spot, disappearing behind buildings. Cassey's van had made it near the meeting spot before Maxxy hopped out and ran over to Sacha which was perfect for him. Once she was out he did a 3 point turn and drove away until he hit the spot where the vans turned and took the other road opposite of them. 
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The buildings in the area were fairly high but structuably questionable. The building nearest the meeting place was a good distance from it and had an optimal viewing point. John studied the building. It looked to be an old factory building, or at least part of the destroyed one. He sighed as he licked his lips and made his way to the building. It was definetly old and abandonded, thanks to The Troubles as John liked to call it. The entrance was more of a hole and the place had been completely ransacked for anything of importance and usefulness. John walked through the rubble of the half destroyed building until he came to the staircase that lead to one of the higher points of the place. Risks were never taken without the thought of reward and the same went when it came to jobs as well. 

It took a few minutes to climb up to the top of it but once there he surveyed the view and the slightest twitch in the mouth as he placed his case down on the ground and with two clicks, opened up to its contents. Four parts sat gently in a nice felt/foam casings. The receiver/grip/buttstock was lifted out as he took the long rifled barrel and slide it into place, screwing it in. Next came his most expensive piece in the case, a scope that was decked out with multiple settings. It would allow for him to see through the sand thanks to its IR setting and laser and finally, the silencer. Once it was all together, he placed the case in front of him and laid the gun down gently as he moved around the floor, grabbing pieces around the place to put in front of him in a way that it would look genuine cosmetically while still assisting in concealing his location. After he was comfortable with the way his setup was, he laid down on the ground and placed the buttstock against his shoulder and the barrel on the case. His other arm would help prop the gun up, leveling it for stability. His finger made its way to the side of the scope and flipped a switch, the IR sight coming to life with the laser out towards the meeting. The beautiful thing about IR was only the user could see the laser, the target however. John closed his eye and used the other to look through the sight and began to adjust the sight to match the distance. Soon enough he then stilled himself and watched the meeting.

[@Kafka Komedy][@Midnight Howl][@VKAllen]

[color=black]"So there is the Queen Bee herself. An- Goddamit Maxxy... Where's Sacha? Ah. Alright so let's take a look at the weapons themselves."[/color] He mumbled to himself as he scanned the area. There was a few crates, maybe 8-10 at the max. Sacha seemed to have his hands on a few while Deeandra seemed to be getting the rest, they were being loaded into a rather large truck, possibly an old military truck. He sighed.

[color=black]"Good thing I brought the C4 then... Though I think I brought to much."[/color] He thought to himself with a light giggle.[/color]

John waited a moment before he pulled out his phone and dialed 4. 

"Yo."

[color=black]"Get ready. Once this thing comes to a close move in."[/color]

"Gotcha"

John closed the phone and readjusted himself, scope back up to his eye and his sights scanning the meeting area.