"What 'ya want?" Kyros said, earphone placed.
He was driving his Canvan Bike towards his break. He knows he has the time. A pocket that discussed, within it all.
"Got the weapons as our second backup?" Said the receiver, a seasoned voice of a gentleman behind it.
"Yeah mate, it's all peaches." All peaches for our mission.
Yes, its the second backup, the operation will go smoothly as planned. The call ended here and then. With another beep from his receiver.
He borrowed the big bike by the gentleman, yet already he had left his own living experience behind the call, with his weight used for two years on it. He was going to get his target of protection after this, all the while relying on faith to make it to the end.
It was a shipping container by the cliffside beach, he gulped as that was not the best place to look down. Yeah, he ain't going to do that.
Open the container, check the goods, then get out with another call.