After a quick wash, Norah crawled into bed, exhausted from the day's trials.

As the smoke dispersed in the abandoned factory, several bodies lay scattered on the ground. Jovanni, wounded in the arm, still clung tightly to the suitcase full of money and was glaring fiercely at Oscar. “Oscar, are you hell-bent on wiping us out?"

Most of Jovanni's men lay on the ground. Some were still breathing, while others were dead.