"We need something louder than movement," he said, his voice calm but deliberate, drawing the attention of everyone in the room. "Something that forces them to react immediately, not question it."
Patrick tilted his head slightly as he asked, "You're thinking fire," but Lucas shook his head once before replying, "Not just fire, something stronger, something that creates impact and confusion at the same time."
Darmian's eyes narrowed a bit as realization began to form. "Explosives."
Lucas gave a small nod. "Controlled ones, nothing too large, just enough to simulate attacks at different exits."
Tom let out a low breath. "That would definitely scatter them," he said, though his tone carried concern. "But we don't have anything here to make that happen."
"That's the problem," Lucas replied, his gaze lowering briefly as he thought, then lifting again with a quiet certainty. "But we know where to get them."
