The primary distraction.  Laneya’s brows drew together and down slightly, an uncharacteristically-vivid emotion for her.  What seemed like a simple mission became more convoluted and dangerous as she listened.  Pretending to be diplomats?  Making another cellist fall sick suddenly?  It seemed sloppy, there were too many weak points in the plan.  What if the cellist becoming sick created a pause in the entertainment, during which the target decided to check on his precious cargo?  What if someone knew their diplomat to Spain?  Wouldn’t posing as such high-profile individuals expose them to extra risk?

[color=00aeef]“I do not like it.  Especially Maria and Mr. Dohammond’s part.  Anyone with the relevant trivia will be able to spot them as imposters.  I do not wish to work under the fear that the plan will fall apart around us: I will be at the greatest risk, after all, since I will be the one doing the dirty work.”[/color]  Her face had returned to normal, but her gaze was disapproving all the same.  These goons had such power over her?  She’d be dead in a month’s time if she did things their way; she was surprised that they were still alive, themselves.

Of course, she had no better plan to suggest.  After all, her ability to find flaws in a plan before implementing it had come from many years of making many terrible plans of her own.  She resumed running through whatever came to mind, throwing out scheme after scheme.  Guards would see her there.  The target might walk in on her there.  They might run into unexpected technical difficulties in that one… but what if…

Her expression shifted again slightly.  The specific idea had problems, but the basics seemed solid.  [color=00aeef]“You said the cache is within his personal chambers?  What if one of us stays with him overnight?”[/color]  She looked at Maria, weighing the pros and cons of suggesting that woman instead of herself.  [color=00aeef]“If Maria were to seduce him, perhaps with the assistance of liberal tainted drinks supplied by a planted servant, and put him soundly to sleep, she would have his private chambers to herself until morning.  I could rig a device that she could place in the ports on the cache, granting me remote access to it.  When we finish, Maria destroys the device and waits for morning.  She convinces Johannes that they had a great night and he needs to drink less, and leaves.”[/color]  It seemed safer, certainly.  More time, less chance of being interrupted, and failure would be squarely on Maria’s shoulders should she fail in the seduction part of the plan.  If they didn’t succeed, no harm nor foul, no one would know what they had been attempting to do.  There would be no evidence until after the target was asleep.