Frank whistled, but the others just stared at them, as though Warren had released a deadly snake in the two room apartment.  Mina eyed him suspiciously.  “How did you get so many clean guns?”  She asked.
“CPD headquarters has been going nuts all day.  It was easy to sneak down to the supply terminal, fake my boss’s access, and grab them.  We’ll hit the bank and be gone before he knows they were fabricated.”
“But how will we bond with them?” Ingmar, the youngest of the group, asked.  “We don’t have clearance for that.”
“Leave that to me,” Renee said.

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