by Mr. W
He checked his pockets and satchel against the crumpled list. Seventy-five feet of parachute line: Good. Folding ceramic knives, one clipped to his belt, one stashed in his boot holster: Good. Wireless earpiece linked to a police scanner: Good. Lock pick gun: Good. Five cannisters of colored smoke, four yellow, one blue: Good. He was ready.
Now all he needed was a plan, and an objective.