With Sarah currently distracted but safe within the studio building, Henry activated his next plan.
Across the street, a man and a woman lounged casually on a bench.
They were disguised like idle passersby, while their trained eyes monitored everyone going in and coming out of the studio.
The man pretended to be reading a newspaper, while his finger leisurely brushed the dart gun, hidden in his inner jacket pocket.
While the woman posed as a businesswoman, making an international call.
A few yards away, another pair of men leaned against a paint delivery van, their postures relaxed, as if on break. They also kept a secret watch of the studio entrance, standing as backup in case the first team failed.
Also parked behind Sarah's car, was a sleek black sedan with tinted windows. And seated behind the wheel was a young man with dirty blonde hair and eyes as sharp as a hawk.
