A wooden house on the outskirts of Las Vegas...
Castle wore a bulletproof vest with the word "Writer" printed on it. He held a Taser and lay at the top of a small hill behind the wooden house.
JJ lay beside Castle. Watching a van and an SUV parked outside the house, he said irritably, "What are we doing here? Why not just charge in, grab them, and let the Boss throw us a party?"
Castle looked at JJ like he was an idiot. "Are you stupid? There are at least five of these con artists, and only three of them are inside right now.
"If we charge in and grab them, what about the rest?
"And does Alvin really want to catch them?"
JJ raised his backside a little to get his hips farther from the scorching ground. Then he said, annoyed, "If we're not going to beat the crap out of them, are we supposed to invite them to a bachelor party?"
Rhodey held a tablet and piloted an Electronic Bee over the house, then slipped it inside through a gap between the boards.
The camera gave them a clear view of the interior. Seeing what was going on inside, Rhodey said irritably, "These guys are having a party..."
Castle pursed his lips and imitated a soldier from a movie, using his arms to slide along the ground until he was beside Rhodey.
"Ow..."
When he saw Rhodey staring at him like he was insane, Castle painfully fished a stone out from under his hips and tossed it aside. Then he glanced at the tablet and said, "Anyone who'd just stolen two hundred million dollars would celebrate...
"Oh, these guys have decent taste. Scotch whisky, Caviar, sushi—wow, even freshly baked bread from Las Vegas's most famous bakery."
Rhodey