Mark was busy impatiently tapping his fingers on the car steering wheel. His next operation had been all planned out, but Zach just happened to go for a coffee break at a nearby Starbuck's...
He leaned back in his reclined car seat, and sighed. Those girls were getting far too elusive, and they probably aren't stupid enough to walk around in plain sight...
Just then, his cell phone rang. He slowly straightened his seat to the upright position, then picked up.
It was Zach:
"What is it..." Mark began, but before he could, Zach interjected with fierce whispering, "It's the girls that you were looking for! They're with an officer!" Zach pauses for a moment, then resumes whispering. "Should I open fire?"
"No..." Mark though for a moment, then said, "They don't know your face, that can be a huge asset to us. Just get out of the store, and when they leave, shadow them."
"Shadow them?!" Zach whispered angrily, "They're within our grasp!"
"However," Mark interjected, "I know where they're going. Just trust me."
Zach sighed. "Fine." And hung up.