“Go together to check on Agent Harper. Give him some food and water. He gets one free hand to eat, drink, and piss in a bucket, then he gets cuffed again. Later, we’ll let him in on the plan. He has only one option and that’s to cooperate and be the man who will take one for the team.” Carden chuckled. “No loss there, and you know how the saying goes.”
Antonio smirked and elbowed Anthony. “Tell us, boss.”
“Karma is a bitch, and then you die. Looks like Agent Harper’s number is up. He’ll block any bullets that may come our way with his body. Unfortunately, we only have three vests, so sorry, Fed. It sucks to be you.” Carden jerked his head toward the door of the room J.T. was in. “Take care of him. He’s beginning to irritate me with his noise.”
“What about the sister?”
“Give her a bathroom break and some food, then she gets tied up again too. I have to review the route and the map once more. Keep them quiet. I don’t want to be disturbed until later. At dinnertime, you boys can go into town and get a few pizzas to bring back here. Lights out at ten o’clock tonight. Tomorrow will come soon enough, and I want everyone to be well rested. We need to be alert and on our game for the big score.” Carden rubbed his hands together. “We’re leaving here at seven a.m.”