Silence filled the room.
Then, another operative, an older woman, maybe in her thirties with blonde hair, spoke up. "We can do this. For those girls. For all the girls they've hurt."
The others all nodded in agreement.
Sarah felt a swell of pride. "Get changed. We leave in five minutes."
The women quickly slipped into their white silk dresses, flowing and beautiful, yet creepy, and put on silver masks that hid their faces.
When they were ready, Sarah led them to three clean, unmarked vans that were different from the ones used for the real girls.
The operatives climbed in, now quiet and already in character. Sarah took her spot in the lead van, and they drove off.
*****
The vans rolled into the parking lot, sneaking in through the back service entrance.
Charles was already waiting.
Sarah hopped out of the van. "They're all set."
Charles nodded. "The basement's ready. My men are in position."
