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Back at <i><b>the Hoover Dam</b></i><br/>
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The driver just slowly nodded and said, "right... we should go" as he turned and hopped into the driver seat. D and the rest of his men escorted Antonio into his seat and took the rear seats as the Jeep turned and took off down the road, the helicopter's blades slowly down to idly rotation in the distance. The driver took them to the front gate where a security detachment checked gate passes and IDs, giving them the standard run down before letting them inside. <br/>
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Once inside, the facility, now transformed by the NCR, was massive. Antonio never saw a larger force of NCR in one place at one time than here before and it was slightly intimidating. Even though, their jeep seemed to travel among the winding road paths without delay or inspection. Things seemed to be going well so far and D and team all seemed to remain cool and collected throughout. <br/>
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The approached the building entrance along the generator structure and stopped. D and team got out and took up position next to Antonio and they led him inside. Along the way the route was lined with guards of all kinds, snipers and doormen alike. Well fortified was an understatement. The dog seemed welcome as they walked along the hallway, the towering machines of the power generators casting weak shadows over them from the overhead lighting.</div><div class="quoteExpand quoteCut">Click to expand...</div></blockquote>
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</div>Antonio gulped. The encampment was beyond what he had expected, and he always made it a habit to expect the worst. If anything went wrong and their cover was blown, he was not going to make it. His right hand instinctually crept to the grip of one of his revolvers and gave it a squeeze. It reassured him, though not much. So far though they seemed to be doing swimmingly. The IDs had checked out without issue as expected but this was far above what he had done before. Getting into safes and taking money was his forte. Sneaking into a secure compound with a disguise that could be blown at any moment, surrounded with men whose credentials in this line of work were unverified, things were nebulous.<br/><br/>Louie was friendly as he was wont to be. Some of the men stayed stoic, committed to their duty while others took the sight of a friendly canine as a welcome to relax a little and ruffle his ears and fur. Come to think of it, Antonio hadn't remembered seeing any other dogs that hadn't gone insane with hunger besides Louie. That saddened him slightly.<br/><br/>"Seems your organization has been at work, comrade."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>