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Three assassins from the second Cadillac went in the opposite direction as Matt’s group. They sprinted to the wall of the building where Bill, Brian and Michael were waiting. The leader from the Cadillac slunk to the corner of the wall, signalling his partners to wait. Then the killers waited for the perfect moment to strike.
Ray set up his sniper rifle, putting a man on the building a few hundred yards away in his sights. Everyone else would be ready in a few more minutes.
The killers were like wolves, starved for the sumptuous pleasure of a rewarding meal. It had been far too long since their famine was satiated. Their stomachs grumbled. They longed for the satisfying feeling of sinking their aciculate teeth into their helpless prey’s soft flesh, feeling heartbeats slow down as blood was drained from their veins. The predators would ravenously tear into the powerless animals, biting and clawing at the annoying fur to get to the most essential part, the meat. They would devour the life affirming sustenance with paramount ecstasy, allowing them to continue their ferocious battle with renewed vigour.