King of the jungle

Dane clenched his teeth in frustration, cursing in his heart, before he huffed. "I'll get it for you!" and with all the courage he had in this lifetime and the next, Dane risked it all to crawl to the front and then down to get the suitcase underneath the front passenger seat. It was awkward and embarrassing with the two other bodyguards holding his body so he couldn't fly out in case the vehicle made an abrupt turn. 

"Here —!" Dane tossed the suitcase to the overweight man and threw himself back in the back seat. His face was beet red from embarrassment and sweat covered his body. "There you go — hah!"

Fig held the suitcase in delight, looking back at Dane with a smile. "Thank you, Mr. Zhang. You just saved us all." He chuckled, his body swaying as the vehicle shook, opening the suitcase to see rifle parts placed meticulously.