I send Goose to pick up the C-4. This is placing a lot of trust in an i***t, but leaving the house is not in my plans for now. After killing the girl Goose brought, the manic anger I've been dealing with is under control. Goose took the girl's body with him and will dispose of it.
Using my laptop, I search Google maps for Moon's property. The aerial view isn't great and the darned zoom feature doesn't let me see more than the connecting street and driveway leading to the house, but it helps a plan formulate in my brain.
While working on the details, my cell rings. It's an unknown caller. "Hello," I answer while looking at my fingernails, which need a manicure.
"Moon has a warehouse and we need you to get him to pay it a visit. We'll take it from there."
Even the cartel is incompetent.
