While Pope wiped any potential remnants of JJ's saliva out of his hair, Kie looked to each of them for further insight. With their luck, nothing tended to come as easy as they would sometimes hope. "So how are we going to do we do that exactly?"
Pope smirked mischievously. "A little light espionage."
They all liked the sound of that. Smiles soon began to spread across their faces at the idea. It almost felt like they were embarking on another adventure. With a new agenda in mind, they were still up to the same antics that they were in the summer. It comforted Collins to know that even though the school year had began, that didn't mean they couldn't continue with their typical escapades. It made the transition into the fall and her fear of everything changing suddenly melt away. 
They took to Kie's car to begin their operation, assessing their game plan while also still planning the components of the said game plan at the same time. It should've been a lot harder to find out who the pilot of Ward's plane was, but it was shockingly easy since all it took was a good FBI grade search through Ward's public Facebook profile and finding the only account on his friend list with pilot listed as the occupation; Gavin. That was only the beginning of it all. With a name and a face to finally place their target on, it was also extremely worrying how easy it was to find out where this guy lived, because after a couple Google searches, Pope had finally found an address for Kie to punch into her GPS. So far, it seemed like their luck was actually in their favor this time around. 
A good chunk of the car ride there was also spent satiating JJ's curiosity as he bugged Pope into searching all of their names up to see if their information came up as well, but Kie's had been the only successful one in their group. Well- if successful meant having your private information at the fingertips of anyone with access to the internet, then yes. Probably thanks to her Kook family status. Did it actually pay to be a Pogue sometimes? From a more logical perspective, Kie had only been mildly— make that severely terrified. 
Once Pope had finally been able to redirect their focus back onto the task at hand, he began to delve into the method of action that they were going to use to get the intel they needed from this guy. 
"If this guy flew planes for Ward, he's gotta be pretty tight lipped." Pope said, studying the man's Facebook profile and swiping through pictures of him and his family looking like your typical middle class household. Obviously this guy had losing his family at a risk just by working for Ward with the kind of job that he'd been hired to do. There was no way he could've moved all that gold without raising questions which Ward  
"So then the direct approach gets my vote." JJ stated. As he snapped pieces of the gun back into place, all heads turned to look at him and he was bombarded with protests in appall to his suggestion. "We gotta keep this simple, guys, or else we're never gonna get John B off."
"Or, we just tickle the wire." Pope offered instead, raising his brow. The look in his eyes didn't help his case either. He probably wasn't trying to come off as ominous as he was. 
"What?"
"We tickle the wire." Pope repeated, as if him saying it again would make it make more sense the second time.  No one seemed to be catching on. 
"I don't think anyone uses that phrase." Collins muttered from behind him, shaking her head. To her it just sounded like he was hinting at something vulgar. It must've been his use of the word 'tickle'. Because of that, she concluded that she did not enjoy that word one bit.