Conor finalised the details of the plan. He had spent the morning and early afternoon going over and over the results of their painstaking research of the Estate. If the answer were there, he couldn’t see it. The only option was to trigger the alarm and go for it, the police reaction would be minimal, they certainly would not be expecting nine heavily armed and experienced Irish Nationalists.
Conors crew had spent the last two weeks spending the millions they would receive from ransoming the two kids. Giving up was not an option and they all agreed to go ahead with the plan, except for one person, Sinead. Sinead was Conor’s number two and didn’t like it. She couldn’t help think that a man who spent that amount of money on visible security, probably spent at least the same amount on stuff they hadn’t seen. She voiced her concerns but they were ignored even though she was brighter, tougher and a damn site more ruthless than Conor. Had she not been a woman, she would most certainly have been the leader of the crew. Mercenaries in Ireland had still not caught up with equal rights. She couldn’t help think that they were making a huge mistake.
The plan was simple. That night, just after dark, they would use long ramps to get four high powered motorcycles into the grounds. Within 3 minutes, they would be at the house, grab the kids and use one of the Kennedys’ high powered boats to cross the Loch to two cars waiting on the other side. They would then drive the cars under tree cover to avoid detection by helicopter to the safe house 30 miles away. They would then issue their demands and either give the kids back or kill them, whichever proved easiest.
They began to prepare themselves for that night’s operation. Two of the team went back to the main gates to monitor all comings and goings. Two other members of the team set about constructing the ramps required to scale the walls, while the others prepared the weapons and vehicles.