While Clyde was busy calling everyone out, the STAU pulled out six off-road vehicles from his space storage. The problem was, they didn't have time to check which key matched which car. The STAU had seen and taken the stack of car keys in the storage room earlier, but he hadn't noted which belonged to which vehicle, and trying to match them now would waste too much time.
Breaking into the cars seemed like the fastest solution, but doing so would defeat the whole purpose of coming to the dealership to get new vehicles in pristine condition.
Noticing the STAU's conflicted expression, Rakan raised a brow and jumped down beside him. "You got a screwdriver and some pins in that magic storage of yours?" he asked. "Hand 'em over. I'll pick the lock and hotwire it."
He gave a lopsided grin. "Relax, I won't break the windows—though I might mess up the panel under the steering wheel a bit."
