It was always nice when the<em>other</em>criminals kept to themselves. Hopefully, Gunderson security would do him the same favor. On his order, Flash had a spydrone circling high overhead the area, watching for reinforcements rushing in. There was no way for her to spot an ambush at the mall, with all the people coming and going, but the opposition would have the same problem. They would need a lot of men to cover all the entrances and to scan all the civilians who would run out screaming if there was shootout at the mall. And a lot of men would mean a lot of cars converging on the mall that could be spotted from above.<br/><br/>‘Pass the goods to the girls and let them pester me at the Versace.’ Jason texted porter as he spotted the runners. It was a good cover: He was a well-dressed, middle aged man, after all and fit right into the profile. It wouldn’t be suspicious if they chatted him up and took him inside the shop. And neither would it be suspicious if they went into a changing room together as long as one of them left with a new handbag that he had paid for. It was the perfect way to make the exchange.<br/>