Ethan stood amidst the silence of the street, the only sound being the distant sirens of police who were far too slow to interfere with a war of this scale. He turned to Falcon 20, his voice returning to that cool, professional detachment.
"Get a cleanup crew inside. I left a massacre in there, and I want every trace of it gone before the sun comes up. Use the usual channels to keep the local authorities quiet," said Ethan.
"Consider it done, Boss. We'll scrub the place until it looks like it was never even open," said Falcon 20.
Ethan nodded and turned toward the armored SUV. He opened the door for Sarah, who moved like she was in a trance, and followed her inside. As soon as the door clicked shut, the heavy privacy partition between the cabin and the driver hissed upward, sealing them in a world of leather, ambient LED lighting, and thick silence.
