(The SUV weaves through traffic, headlights cutting through the darkness. Rin’s grip on the wheel is steady, eyes locked on the convoy ahead—three black cars moving in tight formation.)
(Liam supports them through comms.)
Liam
Escorts are armed. You sure about this?
(Leon grins, loading his gun.)
Leon
We’re already here, aren’t we?
Rin
Try not to get killed.
(Leon laughs.)
Leon
Why, Kuroda… was that concern?
Rin
No. It’s bad for business.
(The lead car suddenly speeds up. The convoy is reacting—Crane’s men know something is off.)
Liam
They’re onto you.
(Rin mutters.)
Rin
Took them long enough.
(The first gunshot cracks through the night. A bullet slams into the SUV’s windshield—reinforced, but the impact still jolts them.)
Leon
Well, that’s rude.
Rin
Hold on.
(Rin yanks the wheel, sending the SUV into a sharp swerve.)
(Another shot. This time, Rin doesn’t hesitate. One hand on the wheel, the other pulling his gun—two precise shots through the open window. The nearest escort car swerves violently, tires screeching.)
(Leon grins, watching the chaos.)
Leon
Beautiful.
Rin
Focus.
(Leon rolls down the window, gun in hand. He takes aim.)
Leon
Oh, I am.
(A single shot. The driver of the second escort car slumps forward. The vehicle skids out of control, crashing into the highway divider.)
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