Martin toggled the intercom, his voice calm but firm. “Whatever you’re looking for, you won’t find it here. Turn back while you still can.” The reply came almost instantly, the leader’s voice chilling in its confidence. “Nice try. But this isn’t our first job.”
“They’re after the vault,” Martin said under his breath. The secured car sat just ahead of the engine room, its reinforced doors and biometric locks designed to keep out even the most determined intruders. But if the thieves reached it, they’d need time to break in—and Martin was determined not to give them that chance.