Greystone and Gabriel looked at each other, then at Teddy.
“You never said anything,” Gabriel said.
“It’s assumed,” Teddy replied.
“Bel lavoro,” Greystone said. “Good job.”
Teddy opened the app, toggled over to the electrical grid, then activated the power outage. Seconds later, the area went pitch black.
All three men lowered the night goggles on their helmets.
Greystone pulled out his lock picks, but Gabriel murmured, “No, we shoot out the lock, go in firing. It’s an ambush, not a surprise party.”
That was not how Teddy and Greystone worked. But this was Gabriel’s mission, so Greystone shoved the small tool back in its case.
POP!
Gabriel shot out the lock, turned the handle, and entered the dark building, Teddy and Greystone close on his heels. Loud, angry Russian words had the brothers moving toward the small salon on the right.
To their surprise, the billiards room stood empty. Gabriel led them down the hall toward the main dining room.
Teddy had memorized the faces of the six criminals. Fierce-looking hitmen with broken noses that hadn’t healed straight, several with missing teeth. One had lost a finger in a fight. These professional killers were some of the most ruthless in the world.
They didn’t just kill their targets, they tortured them first.
A quick sweep of the dark room showed eight men and three women sitting around the tables in the center of the room. Of the eleven, two were standing. Swirling cigarette smoke clogged the air.
Teddy homed in on his targets, aimed, and fired.
POP-POP-POP-POP-POP-POP!
Down went his two.
With lightning speed, the Russians pulled their weapons and opened fire in the pitch-black room.
BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG!
Teddy jumped back to the hallway, his back against the wall. Greystone ducked behind a chair, but Gabriel didn’t move.
He raised the long gun and he opened fire.
RATATATATATATATATATATAT!!!
Casings flew from that gun as he unleashed a torrent of bullets. When he stopped, there was silence.
Complete and utter silence.
No groans, no pleas for help. Gabriel had done the devil’s work… and the devil was pleased.
As Teddy entered the room, Greystone stood. The brothers stood shoulder to shoulder eyeing the carnage.
“It’s a fucking bloodbath,” Teddy bit out. “What the hell just happened?”
“Jesus, G., what the fucking fuck,” Greystone growled.
“I had a problem,” Gabriel said. “Now, I don’t. I’d love to stay and chat, but we’re standing in the middle of a crime scene, so if you lovely ladies would escort me out, that would be fucking awesome.”
Gabriel headed toward the back door.
