144. Sadness

Clancy's POV

"You son of a b--" I interrupted the yell of the man crawling on the ground by depositing a single bullet inside his skull and the shot was suppressed by the silencer attached to the pistol.

Blood flowed out of the wound and I didn't stare twice before making my way up the staircase that led to the roof.

My countenance was cold as I marched to the edge of the roof and stood there to scrutinize below.

Five men in red jackets were standing down in the alley while discussing with another man who was wearing a black hoodie and had a white briefcase in his possession.

And behind the man were more men in red jackets.

"Look who we have here... Little peasants" I mumbled silently and squatted low when the walkie-talkie by my side vibrated.

"I'm in position. Do it now" I communicated before rising to my feet.

Almost immediately, two trucks appeared from the opposite ends of the alley and armed men inside the open truck box opened fire on the dealers.

Before they could even think