>>5626389There's not much left of Suarez by the time Ramirez arrives to hit him with the back-breaker he learned at Heat City Wrestling. He does it anyway, a crowning blow to a relentless barage of firepower. He considers giving him the pin for the one-two-three, but decides against it. There's already enough of his own blood on his armor to add more of someone else's.
A tie, a ring, a pair of sunglasses, anything distinctive can be taken as a proof of a bounty. All four of the Marieltos bosses, for one reason or another, isn't in a position to complain when theirs is taken. Figure out how to divide up the cash later, but the crew is at least $90,000 richer tonight.
Speaking of riches, Alamo and Tobias are ransacking the northern yacht as fast as possible, throwing the trappings of a rich man's life into duffel bags and sacks. Meanwhile, downstairs, Maggie breaks into the engine room easily enough. But this luxurious floating penthouse will take more than a simple hotwire to start up. She'll need to be sharp enough to grasp which of these buttons start the right things.
Meanwhile, Alamo grunts as another loot bag gets added to his load. "Find any intel in these?" he asks Tobias.
"Negative," Tobias says. "No evidence to suggest this vessel is part of the enemy plan."
"Just some poor rich bastard parked his boat in the wrong spot, I guess," Alamo says, wrenching a sculpture off its base and stuffing it into the bag. "My heart goes out to him."
Nearby, as Jackal searches low by the edge of the water, Strike's keen eyes spot something in the dark. He kneels to pick it up. An earpiece. One of the dead suits must have dropped this. Holding it up to the side of his helmet, he can faintly make out radio traffic.
"Found something that might be useful," he calls out to Jackal. "You?"
"Me too," Jackal says. She holds up a fish.
An explosion goes off behind them, from the center of the docks. Strike and Jackal look around just in time to see Chien, on fire, go flying through the air. They watch as he describes an incandescent arc through the night, landing with a smoking splash in the water below.
