The grapnel hooked in somewere near a window. The Leader climbed up. After he was sure that no one is in the room, which looks like a small storage chamber, he took out a diamond tailor and cut of the lock of the window. He silently entered. Then, he looked down trough the window, and waved his hand three times. That was the signal for the others to follow him. Soon, all were in the room. The Leader looked for a ventilation-shaft. He found a small one, big enough for him, July and James Kerian (he was the thinnest of all except the Leader. He was some kind of pimply, black haired, pointed-nosed security geek.).
"Cleeve, you and the others will need to find another way. But two of them will stay here and take in the grapnel." the Leader whispered with his electronically twisted voice.
Jack Cleeve nodded.
Kerian was opening the fences before the ventilation-schaft with his small, multi-function, dangerous looking hammer-knife-screwdriver combination. He slowly took the fence down, and handed it over to John Ark, a huge, muscly, blonde man "for the coarse things".
"Open. Follow me." Kerian said, before he crawled in.
July followed him worthless.
The Leader turned around again. "Be carefull. If you got caught, you know what to do."
Then he followed Kerian too.
Cleeve got a uncomfortable feeling as he thought on the Zyankali pill in his mouth. "Hope I won´t need to use it"...he said to himself in a very low voice. "Come on. The floors are dark and the light´s turned off, so there won´t be anyone. Let´s move." he said to the other man and the other woman.