A thunderous explosion tore through the silence behind them. Damien yelped, instinctively covering his ears as his heart slammed against his ribs. He turned around in the seat and his eyes widened.
The two vans chasing after them soon screeched to a halt outside the abandoned building. Doors slid open violently, and ten men from each group making twenty in total jumped out with their AK-47s gripped tightly in their hands. Their boots thudded heavily against the cracked concrete as they advanced into the dim abandoned building.
"Just come out, okay?" one of the men, dressed entirely in black, shouted, his voice echoing through the empty space. "Make this easy for us and for yourself." His tone carried a cold, threatening finality.
But just then....
Boom!
A gunshot split the air. The man who had spoken jerked violently as the bullet pierced straight through his skull. He collapsed instantly, falling face-first into a pool of his own rapidly spreading blood.
