Second Chances

"Are we ready?" Rick questioned, surveying the room.

There were several nods.

"Great," he paused.

"Now, here's the strategy," he began, using a pointer on a projector.

"We're going to split up."

Whispers were going around.

"Don't you think that's dangerous?" Abbey asked.

Rick shook his head.

"I think it'll get us to our goal quicker." He said.

He pointed to the projector.

"Keren, Abbey, Sena, and Tammy, you guys will go towards the Eastern wing."

"Mikael, Iris Azalea, and I will head toward the Northern wing."

He then looked at Norio and Chris.

"You two will go toward the Western wing," he paused.

"With Maru."

The two quickly lifted their heads.

"Rick, you can't be serious," Chris began but paused as Rick narrowed his eyes.

"No objections, right?" Mikael asked as he stood up.

"To make our lives much easier, we have these walkie-talkies we ca