The work of my crew was right on. The van is parked right where it should be, the side door by her driver's door. She approaches and I put on my mask. I take out my gun knowing that she might provide resistance. Check gun, drug darts are good. I have been advised that these work best if the victim has a sudden spike of adrenilin from a shock. A man in a masked face with a gun pointing at her should do. Hopefully she won't give me reason to use them but I would rather have these instead of real ammo since I need her alive. She approaches and I sneak out of the driver's side of the van and around it as she loads her trunk. Her goods in the trunk she now is at her door. "Good evening Dr. Barnard," I say as she spins around to react to the startled greeting.
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