Third person omniscient distant

"You take point Joe," Steve ordered as they laid out their plans

"Why me?" Joe asked petulantly.

"Because you are the best at spinning a line of bull. Plus, I told you to." Steve replied, staring down the younger man.

Joe still looked sullen. The other two were trying not to laugh.

"Brian and Mark, you two are responsible for acquisition and deployment." Steve made motions to the schematic that was stretched out on the table, pointing out spots of particular interest.

The twins grinned at each other, each thinking the same thing.

"What will you be doing?" Joe asked, resigned to his position.

"I will be running the op from here. Someone needs to make sure it goes smoothly." Steve rolled up the plans as he spoke. "Alright men," Steve continued in an official voice, Mark and Brian rolling their eyes behind him. "We have a go. Meet back here at 17:30. Full deployment by 19:00."

"Yes sir!" The three other men slipped away from the table, each intent on his task.

~~~~~~~~~~

Brian and Mark returned an hour later, carrying a black duffel bag between them that bulged with items. They looked extremely pleased. "We've got it!" Mark said. "Yeah, everything," Brian added.

"Excellent. You know what to do."

Mark and Brian grinned and moved about the room, placing items everywhere. Some were tossed with little regard to where they landed. Others were placed very carefully. They were finished in a short time.

Steve and the twins turned out the light just before the deadline. They could hear Joe in the hallway.

"They told me to tell you that they were going out to the club. They were just going to leave a note, but Steve put me on disciplinary, so I had to stay." Joe's voice had a pout to it.

"I don't care, you should have stopped them. Do you have any idea how much this could jeopardize..." David opened the door and flicked on the light switch.

"Surprise!"

"Happy Birthday!"

Happy Birthday!"

David stared in surprise at the sight before him. The room was strung with streamers and balloons. There was a large cake in the middle of the table that had a picture of his Camero in black icing. Twenty-seven candles glowed along the perimeter of the cake.

David swallowed back emotion. It had been a long time since anyone had acknowledged his birthday. "Thank you guys."

"Well boss, make a wish and blow out the candles."

David leaned in, drawing in a breath. He paused for a moment and then blew out all the candles.

"Thank you Steve."

"Your welcome boss. What did you wish for?"

"You know I can't tell you that." David said with a smile.

Behind them Joe, Mark, and Brian were busy hosing each other down with silly string.