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“Camera four is back,” Blake warned.

“Already?” Draven grumbled. “Can’t you just hack it again?”

“That’s not exactly how this works.” Blake checked the tablet.

Their original entry point had been a set of French doors leading from a covered terrace into the home’s massive living room. According to the schematics they’d been given, the doors were equipped with magnetic contacts, glass-break detectors, and vibration sensors.

Blake had already found a way around two of the three. The vibration sensor was proving more difficult.

“Change of plans,” he whispered.

Emmett looked over at him. “Why?”

“French doors are a no-go.”

“Thought you said you could bypass them.”

“I could, but it’s going to take too much time. Unless you want Gwen to blow them off the hinges.”

“I vote for that.” Gwen’s voice immediately came through their comms, loud and clear.

“No explosives,” Emmett rumbled.

Gwen came back with a disappointed, “Spoilsport.”

“Camera coverage?” Emmett asked next.

“Two,” Blake answered.

“Can you kill them?”

“One at a time.”

Blake studied the timing of the two cameras. They swept in opposing directions, leaving a narrow gap between their fields of vision every seventeen seconds.

Not much time.

But enough.

“Stand by.” He watched the feeds.

One camera turned, and then the other.

“Go,” he clipped.

They moved. Fast. The nearest alternate entrance was a service door around the eastern side of the house. Unfortunately, getting there meant crossing an exposed stretch of lawn in that narrow blind spot, which was covered by two separate cameras.

Emmett reached the side of the house first, with Draven directly behind him. Blake crossed the open section of lawn last, his attention split between his surroundings and the countdown running through his head.

Thirteen . . . fourteen . . . fifteen . . .

He reached the wall. A second later, the first camera swept back across the lawn they’d just crossed.

“Clear,” he whispered.

“Service door is six feet ahead,” Emmett shared.

Blake nodded. “I see it.”