The Explosion

The Range Rover Jeep's wheels locked together as Tim Brown kicked the breaks and lifted the hand-break. Dust covered the Jeep as it came to a squeaky halt in the dead of the dark night.

"What the fuck Trig?!" Tyrrant' yelled.

Trigger-Happy had already opened the door and jumped out.

The rest of the gang glanced at each other. They pretty much had an idea of what he was thinking.

Thud!

The boot of the Jeep opened.

"There's no time like now gentleman," Trigger-Happy said with excitement and seriousness as he started assembling a weapon together. "Malcolm's connections finally coming through. Look up ahead, the road will soon curve to the right. I only have two minutes to do this right. So, forgive me but there's no time to argue over this. You'll just have to trust me."

The rest of the Jackson Five gang were petrified watching the scene.

"The Bazooka!" Tim Brown was the first to find his voice.

"What?!" The rest cried.