“It would be wise to hold onto that information,” Ryan told the man, Dave, who happened to be his most trusted. “I don’t want to find out you lost it. Do I make myself clear?” There was a dark edge in his tone and a stern look in his eye. The man nodded, swallowing hard, looking like he was about to break out in a cold sweat from the look. Ryan was probably one of the few people who truly knew how difficult it was to get a hold of military secrets. That was one of the things he was wanted for, after all. He was good at stealing things. There was not a lock he could not pick, unless it came to high-tech military technology or an advanced computer he was not use to working with. Unfortunately his hacking skills only went so far as Eric and most of his men had seen.<br/><br/>He didn’t need to be told twice that they should get out of here. Quickly, he signaled to a few of his men to look out the door and check the halls again. Always checking and double checking. His men were pretty use to it, though some did think it was a little too much. If they were looking to burn the place down, assuming they had started the fire already, which was quite possible, then the clock was ticking. He didn’t smell any fire but he was not going to take his chances and linger here any longer. There was a chance that they might not even get out of here if they didn’t move this second depending how long the fire has been burning. Being burned to death was at the top of his list of shitty ways to die, and he certainly did not want to die today.<br/><br/>“You” He pointed to one of his men, “Help Eric with his things.” A look was given to the man and Eric, mostly to Eric, that said he was not in the mood for objections. Not in a situation like this. Ryan didn’t care how well Eric seemed to be handling himself, they were going to need to move quickly and he couldn’t afford to have anyone fall behind.<br/><br/>“Are we still using the robot?” One of Ryan’s men spoke up. He seemed pretty excited about it.<br/><br/>“That would be up to Eric.”<br/><br/>“Oh… well, I’m just saying it might come in handy, you know?”<br/><br/>Ryan sighed and looked to Eric with a shrug, “You’re the one that built it.” It was more of a neutral ‘do whatever you want’ sort of thing. He didn’t want to waste any time debating what they should do in a situation where time was money.<br/><br/>“Either way, we need to move.” Looking out to the door, he slowly started to move towards the hall. He peered out slowly to see his men standing there unharmed. There was a bit of silent communication between them; it seemed to be something, most likely a form of street communication that Ryan and his men had come up with a long time ago. It looks like they were going to head out the way they came, “Alright, it looks like it’ll be smooth sailing until we get outside. Who knows what the hell might be waiting out there. Be prepared for anything.” Isn’t that what they said in the military? It had been awhile, but Ryan was sure that they always said something along those lines to be reassuring. Not that he was complaining. It was more of a weak attempt at being humorous if anything.