He explained his idea to Blaise and sent him off to go retrieve the stolen guns hidden beneath Theo's pub. "Pull as many lads from the streets as it takes. We need to do this quickly and quietly. Can't have the bloody IRA onto us." Blaise nodded and took off, leaving Draco to lean against the cold brick wall. He clapped a bloodied hand on first Greg, then Vince's, shoulder. "Alright lads," he smirked. "Light "em up."