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You've been sitting in the back of the white van parked out in front on Maya's apartment building for almost two hours. The day is underway and the streets and sidewalks are crowded with traffic and pedestrians.
On first glance, it seems like a really dumpy area of New York City. The buildings are old and crumbling, graffiti is rampant along the buildings and the street signs. The ground floor is mostly comprised of businesses, but the upper floors are apartments, many with colorful flower boxes underneath the windows. As you sit in the van waiting, you see that there is a strong community presence. Mothers walk their children down the sidewalk, and the shopkeepers stand out in front of their stores, talking with passersby.
The only threatening thing about this environment is the men with whom you are sitting. The six of you sit, waiting, in silence.
Sean slips out of the passenger seat and moves to the back of the van with you and the others. "Okay, first things first. We need to set the explosives in the apartment." Thomas Drake, another one of the Kill Squad members, reaches for his duffel bag. He's going to set it all up. As Thomas starts to move toward the back door of the van, Sean stops him. "Wait."
Sean looks to you. "Why don't you do the honors?"
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