"Ok," Barbie whispered, loud enough so her friends could hear, "I'm in. Steven, you're on lookout duty. Warn me if someone's coming over. Brian, when the time comes, I need you to text me to codes. Got it?" Brian and Steven nodded. Barbie's plan to hack into the FBI database seemed ridiculous, but they were more afraid of Barbie than getting caught. Guantanamo Bay seemed like child's play in comparison to what Barbie could do to them.