Charles' point of view.
Getting relaxed, playful, and sleeping nights are my new enemies.
Most of the calls I usually traced that led to all the missions we accomplished were done in the night. That means I normally stay up, or stay up late during the nights to do the work.
These days, the only thing that keeps me up in the night is making love with Milan.
It's nothing much. I only got lazy and comfortable.
Now I know, it's not easy to be a billionaire. You have enough money, you want more, you want to enjoy the one you already have, and you don't have time.
It's never easy joining all these together. That's what got me lazy.
My very good and close friend came to me worrying it had been a while he had last heard anything about the daughters.
Readiness killed my laziness when Polowski mentioned he got a job for us.
At that moment, my eyes got wide open, my eyebrows were raised in accordance with my opening brain.
The fire of happiness started melting my freezing boredom. Alas, my sleeping hot spirit awoke.
"The sum of fifty million dollars is in someone's pocket, and it is stolen money. Polowski said".
My awakening spirit that was catching up with joy started lagging behind.
When he first said he was getting a job for us, I thought it would be lots of money, but fifty million is kind of small.
Polowski noticed my fast changed mood and added, "Though the man is still building it to a multi-million".
He encouraged me to work on it because the stolen money was the company's, and it would write us a good name if we pulled it off.
He was right, let's just do it for the sake of, the mission will write us a good name.
Polowski explained to me everything I needed to know about the stuff and left.
That evening, we had another mission meeting.
I immediately lost interest in this mission due to it being only a sum of fifty million dollars, and the worse part of it is that it's like we are going into a lion's den.
Why do we have to risk such things? Because after we are done with the mission, we will have to share the money into three parts and only one part is ours.
I don't want to endanger the lives of my daughters because of such a thing.
Ace's point of view.
Out of nowhere, we are suddenly in the midst of a mission. A very close friend of Fada got us on the field earlier than expected.
Vesta didn't agree with the mission, just like Fada, not because she was afraid, but because she saw it as not good enough.
She tried to confuse Fada at the mission meeting too. But Fada explained why he had to give it a try.
And on the following day, we had our morning training, and we were on our way to the coordinates.
The guy we were going to meet was a former military special agent that now works as a manager for a company.
An oil refinery company that has about five thousand workers. All the uniforms of the workers are produced at Polowski's company.
The fifty million dollars Polowski said he stole came from increasing the number of uniforms the company made for the C.E.O.
And all the added amount goes to his pocket.
Like Polowski said, and with our own findings, he has the money in cash in his house.
We will go there, get the money and be done with it before anyone comes to the house. Just that, we won't be getting much from it.
Everything we thought we knew about this man changed when we got to his house.
He lives in a gigantic house all alone by himself, and he left the building unguarded.
Just like we suggested, the money was kept upstairs in the room next to his room. We surveyed the building and saw no trace of anyone, and we went in to get what we came for.
It was said we were going into a lion's den, but it doesn't seem like one to me.
Before we left home, Fada said we should search the rooms and look for the one with the red door.
He said beside it would be the room in which the money would be kept.
All these informations was given to Fada by his friend, Polowski.
We got upstairs, and we immediately found the room. We tried to unlock it from behind, but it was locked.
That means it's the room we were looking for. It's a door that needs to be hacked, and it was quickly left to me to do my job.
The job I know how to do best, hacking.
The door didn't stand a chance against me, it only took me ten seconds to open it.
"Not all that glitter is gold, said by a wise man".
It was all going so smoothly as we planned. We saw it as gold, not knowing we were digging our own grave.
I got the door hacked from behind, and it opened. I was full of confidence and self-esteem with excitement that I had done it again.
I was happily feeling on top that I hadn't let the family trust in me down.
My sisters were right behind me, all of them.
I kicked the door wide open in the hope of setting my eyes on the well-arranged and stacked dollars.
Behold, there were shelves carrying tons of office files that filled the room.
I was down with disappointment. My heart was really troubled. I heard Oscar say, "This is nonsense, we are all really damned".
Every one of us was losing it. We were really depressed by the failure.
It was Vesta who put us all right back in our rightful state.
"Put yourselves back together, and search other rooms," she said.
We did as she said and commenced searching for other rooms.
The house is so gigantic with many rooms in it, we can't go around searching it all.
We were looking for a red door, and the door beside it would be our target.
It was Mince who opened a door, and found a corridor that leads to a hallway.
The hallway leads to only two rooms that were next to each other.
The hallway wasn't a long one. I knelt in front of the one that was our target, and I did my job to hack it open.
All my sisters were right behind me. I opened the door wide after I had hacked it.
We thought we were the only ones in the building, but fifteen well-built men appeared behind the door. One of them was even holding a gun ready to shoot, and we were caught unguarded.
Being the first person to see them, before I could alert my sisters, he released fire, and it hit one of my sisters.
None of us wore a bullet-proof vest as we thought no one was in the house.