Sinnett was right; they couldn't just walk into an asylum with heavy security. They didn't want to take the risk and use brute force.
Not with the Saints keeping an eye on them, and they couldn't risk their guild getting disbanded before they even had a chance to rise.
But stealth? That was tricky.
Asher leaned forward, pulling up another file. "If we want a distraction, we'll need to make sure no one connects it back to us."
Sinnett tilted his head. "Got an idea?"
"A few."
Asher scrolled through reports, his mind already running through possible scenarios as he tried to draft out their options.
Option one: Fake a breach elsewhere in the city, forcing security to split their forces.
Option two: Bribe someone on the inside. Risky, but effective if they found the right person.
Option three: Use an outside force—mercenaries, bounty hunters, someone who could cause chaos without it leading back to the Outcasts.
All of them had risks. But no matter what, they had to act.
