Jimmy, rig them as well, just in case.
You've got twenty-seven minutes to get out of here before Jimmy levels this place.
"Two surveillance teams in place," Jimmy added.
"I got a plan for you," Jimmy said with a smoky laugh.
"I can do that," Jimmy said, a slow smile spreading across his face.
"Yeah, good," Jimmy confirmed.
Jimmy jogged out of the basement war room, and Jenn disappeared.
"It wasn't Jimmy," she said.
"Jimmy, throw everything you've got at the target in thirty minutes," he said into the intercom.
She wore a silk blouse, Jimmy Choo's and a pencil skirt with a slit up the side, which gave just a glimpse of leg that went on forever.