TWENTY-FIVE
IN A SITUATION LIKE this, the first problem to solve is always who to take on first. Usually the answer is the leader—if he goes down the others usually become irrational or confused and rarely know what to do. This case was different. Although Sultan was clearly the leader here, he wasn’t the one with the MP5 in his hands. He did have a firearm to his side like the others, but it was still secured with the holster clasp.
The three men stood in front of us, fanned about four feet apart. They didn’t seem super alert—probably not expecting much resistance from an accountant and two art people.
The little orange glass hammer on the floor looked to be of the standard variety—a solid, hard plastic body serving as the handle, with a blunt but strong, cone-shaped metal spike juttin
