"Hey, fuckers, we've got men exiting the building on this side," Lucky announces through the mic.
Frost and Caleb get low to the ground as they rush towards Lucky and Zeus' location, careful not to make a sound as they step over fallen branches and trudge through the dense ground covering.
They were led to this old, abandoned house in the middle of nowhere, where Diego has scheduled a meeting tonight, by a tip from a confidential informant. For nine long months, the slippery little fucker has managed to elude them, using decoys and feeding false information to the right people, but they've got him cornered this time. Their plan is to wait until they exit the building and take them out when they are in plain sight. Even though the four of them are the best at what they do, it's still four
