As Bandit peered closer, he can see the armed guards and the assorted boxes being shifted into allocated locations. They're fortunate that they still have the element of surprise on their side, whatever they decide to do. For the moment, the two remain unseen.
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Marietta frowned, watching the men. They were clearly up to something, but what? And what options did they have? She picked apart the problem like a broken engine, looking at the individual pieces.
Running in and attacking was a no go. Bandit didn't have a gun, and even with the element of surprise they were badly outnumbered. Besides, as far as they knew the men hadn't done anything wrong yet. That was a no go.
Sneaking in, maybe? It was worth a shot, but it was risky. There were a lot of eyes in there, and Marietta wasn't sure what would happen if they got caught. But if they got in, they might be able to hear something.
The last option was to stay put until the men left, then go in the warehouse after them. That was safest, but they risked everything compromising in the warehouse being removed before they got to look at it. Marietta wasn't sure if that was acceptable.
"Do you think we can get close enough to hear them talking, or get inside the warehouse?" Marietta whispered. "Or should we wait for them to leave?" She took a glance at the car the men had parked out front, trying to see if she could see its license plate.
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Bandit thinks on what Marietta said, he rather didn't want to risk getting into a chase about the warehouse by those guards. Plus, with the wall between them, they couldn't hear what's being said but the flipside is that they can't hear them either.
He takes out his note pad, writing, We could try opening the window a bit to see if that helps with the ease-dropping. As for entering it now, I rather wait until they're gone to explore around the crates and such.
Passing the note pad over for her to read, he does take a few to glance to see if anyone is around them. Maybe hear if they have a patrol walking in their direction. Although nothing jumps out at him as he looks away fromt he window, he keep looking around, he really didn't want to get ambushed by anyone, not when they know that body parts are have been found in a single crate. Somebody isn't squeamish about cutting up a dead body among that crew within.
Perception to check out the licence plate, no modifiers Marietta Ortega
Much to the shame of the men inside the warehouse, they are clearly so content that they would be alone in the area at this time that there is no patrol. The only evidence that anyone is inside is the presence of the truck a short distance away. From his placement near the warehouse though, Bandit can just about spot that the back of the truck is open slightly. There isn't a suggestion that a person is inside waiting.
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Marietta peered at the car but couldn't read it. Damn. "I can't make out the plate from here," she whispered to Bandit. "I'm going to go check it out. Make a noise if any of them are coming out, okay?" She made her way over to the truck to see if she could find anything inside it.
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Bandit stares at Marietta and then slowly nods in agreement. He takes out his cell phone, he'll send her some text message if he spies anyone coming towards her as she sneaks up to the truck. He watches as her for a few seconds before glancing into the building, checking the men within to see if any were heading for the truck that Marie is heading towards.
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