Chapter 30 – Shake Them Off

Selena

"Alright, you know the drill!" I barked into my headset as our convoy tore away from the burning chaos. "Marco, take Gamma route and peel off your tail at the 18th street bridge. Vito, you and your rigs take Zulu and be ready to ditch any dead weight if things get too hot!"

A chorus of terse acknowledgments crackled back as our vehicles split off in different directions per the meticulously planned escape vectors. In the side mirror, I could already make out the first wail of distant sirens being roused by the spectacular display we'd left in our wake.

"What about us, boss?" Dmitri asked from the driver's seat, gunning our blacked-out SUV down an alleyway.

"We take Bravo route nice and calm-like until the cops are good and scattered," I stated coolly, checking my sidearm. "Then we go to ground and slip away from any remaining pursuit."