getaway cars.
The eight moved off, pushing their bikes down the small road, they did not want
to alert the security men to their presence before they had to. The ramps had
been placed earlier at the side of the wall. Four of the men dumped their bikes
and rushed across the road to grab the ramps. They would work on a simple
seesaw basis, the longer end of the ramp being placed at the outside of the
wall and as the bikes reached the top. The slightly shorter end would be forced
over the other side. As the bike made it down the other side and off the ramp,
the plank would swing back up and the next bike would follow.
The ramps were just out of sight of the main gates, so it was
imperative that their entry was quick to avoid the security men.
As the four ramps touched the wall, the alarms immediately
sounded and night became day as the 20 square miles of Estate were instantly
bathed in millions of watts of floodlight. The first four bikes zoomed up the
ramp, the noise of their engines drowned by the sirens, and as they reached the
top of the wall, the ramp pivoted and the bikes rushed down the other side. As
planned, the ramp sprung back to its original position and the next four bikes
zoomed up. Unfortunately, Sinead didn’t quite hit the ramp properly and fell
off the ramp near the top of the wall, her bike falling on top of her on the
outside of the wall, leaving her lying in a helpless heap.
Conor looked round and saw she was
missing. He assumed she had bottled out and would deal with her later. Nobody
backed out of a mission and lived to regret it, it was an unwritten rule which everybody understood. Of course, even if he had
wanted to go back for her, he couldn’t. The ramps were all now on the wrong
side of the wall. He waited another ten seconds for her before giving up. He
waved his men on, the main drive way was 400 yards along the wall, there was just enough room to manoeuvre their bikes between
the wall and the trees.
A minute later, they hit the road and opened the throttles fully
on their powerful bikes. They would be at the house in less than two minutes.
***
Sinead managed to get
up and realised her bike was useless, its front wheel having buckled when it
landed. She had twisted her ankle but managed to hobble away, slinking into the
woods on the other side of the road. She just wanted to get as far away as she could, her ear drums were pulsating from the force of the
sirens.
***
Panic had broken out in the Main house when the alarms had
started. A few of Tom and Lela’s friends had run to the front door assuming the
alarm was a fire alarm. However, before anybody could tell them otherwise, the
house entered its lock down phase, exactly 5 seconds after the alarms sounded.
Blast shutters descended across every door and window around the estate.
Donald rushed into the lounge and assured everyone that they were
completely safe and that there was nothing to worry about. It was probably a
false alarm but in any event, they could not be in a safer place. Saki stayed
in the kitchen and watched the 3D schematic of the Estate. That was an
additional feature of the security camera system. Seven red dots appeared on
the schematic, detailing exactly where each of the intruders were .
Saki could also see the 12 green dots huddled in the lounge in the next room
and his own green dot in the kitchen. The recognition system in the cameras
covered every inch of the estate and the system recognised people by their
facial characteristics, height and weight. Once allowed into the Estate as a
welcomed guest, the technology would automatically allocate a green dot.
Unwelcome guests, or people the system did not recognise, would instantly be
allocated a red dot and trigger the alarm.
The seven red dots worked their way along the wall toward the
main driveway. Saki smiled, boy, were this mob in for the shock of their lives.
The main gate buzzer began to sound. Saki lifted the handset, he didn’t want anybody to
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