Chapter 5: Shootout.
[You got to be kidding me...]
Dante watched with wide-eyed disbelief as the guards took one suitcase after the other out of the red car's trunk. Ricardo had meant it as a joke when he said it earlier, but there they were-four identical suitcases, one real, three decoys.
A change of plans was needed.
[Maria, get the corpo]
Just as Gaspard said those words, Mattia twisted the ignition key and started the car. Dante grabbed the handle on his side and braced himself. The wheels squealed as Mattia slammed the gas pedal and they took off. A loud bang echoed in their ears at that moment. More followed a second later.
Inside the rundown warehouse, seeing the head of their superior explode, the guards froze for a second. But only for a second. The ones carrying the suitcases took off toward the trucks while the others moved to cover for them. They had no trouble figuring out the bullet's trajectory, but reacting to it was an entirely different story.
Two more heads popped like water balloons. A third followed then a fourth. Three of the suitcases fell to the ground along with the guards carrying them, and the instant the others tried to pick them up more bullets came flying.
Jerome jumped into his car and was already on his way out. He did activate the Magic Mirror function of his car, but with the blood splattered on its back, he couldn't go completely invisible. Not that it mattered. He wasn't one of the targets.
Five of the guards dropped dead right away, two were injured and the rest were able to get into the trucks safely. They still managed to get all four suitcases, but unlike before, two ended up in the same truck.