Chapter 89 Amateurs

• Rocco ran into the room at that moment. "A total of four cars." He said, leading the way. "Our men are engaging them from the front, we can move through the back."
• We were in one of my father's old isolated warehouses that has been serving as a torture room for a while now because of its distance from the road.
• As we emerged from the room into the big open space of the warehouse, we started heading toward the back, our guns pulled and pointed. Somewhere behind us, there was a scream of pain.