[Dani! New order!] Renzo barked as the two stood up against the high-rise that protected them from the other rocket threat all the while watching the crowd activity. [Clean up on Calle 798 just off of Carrera 80 by one block. Bas just hit a fucking house.]

[No time! Vehicles approaching! They’re loaded! Stay here and watch that other rocket, I got this!] Sebastian’s MI-r jumped high as he used up almost all of his jump boost reserve, landing in the street parallel to them, pointed feet dragging finely shredded concrete and asphalt with them. As he descended, he heard a rocket pass him. Instinctively he looked to his right as it slammed into another apartment building. [Dani that’s two cleanups! Carrera 80 is about to get lit the hell up!]  He then peeked around the corner, hugging a commercial building that was just tall enough to hide him.

He took aim, waiting for the mass-momentum sensors to reveal their approach, took aim, and hit the center of the intersection which had by now been cleared of traffic. It sent an armored carrier onto its side, screeching to a halt. With the same timing, he took another shot to the left of it where the next vehicle tried to move towards so that it could dodge the obstruction, sending it spiraling out of control into the nearest building.

He walked his MI-r up to the first wreckage, scanning for others incoming, only to find the smoldering mess and dozens of fleeing rioters. Moments later, the injured carrier passengers slowly and painfully made their way out. [Streets are clearing up over on this end.] These are Rocha hires. The real locals wouldn’t run away like this, much less lead a baseless attack blindly like this.. [Hey, Renzo?]

[Backup from Kennedy West just arrived, took out the other rockets. I’m cleaning up here- you worry about your end!]

With that, he continued to run scans, finding nothing. He marked the armored carrier wreckages for cleanup as he made his way one more intersection down the same street. As he approached what might have been positive for high density rounds for a weapon, he then saw friendly tag markers were showing up on screen. That can’t be good. He turned the corner at the intersection and saw a Galeano-marked secure transit vehicle wrecked into the side of a building and all occupants lined up outside along the next to nearest wall, all shot in the head as if they were executed. [Shit, this wasn’t a riot aimed for us after all. They caught us looking. Renzo, any clue why a package delivery was filled up with Family members?]

[ID’s?]

[Hold on.] He walked up until he was about two meters away from the first body, running a bio scan. This is Boss’s money runner. Where the hell was he headed!? It then just hit him the direction they were headed was for the clearing by the airport. [Shit, they got the payment Boss had ordered for the Infinity packages! They are on to us! They knew exactly what we were up to and where the money was going!]

[What do you mean?!] he heard Renzo over his radio.

Dani then shouted over the channel: [This was a trap! They weren’t headed for Boss or the compound! They knew what we were going to buy! No one return! Stay away from the compound!]

Another of the crew came over the radio: [Cleanup dispatched, staying away, rerouting all returns to compound four! I think Bosa will be a safer place than here for now.]

Sebastian felt uneasy about the backup plan, remembering precisely what it was that wiped out the LTAC reserves the Vera’s had last week. [Negative. Scratch that. Someone’s been watching us. Fall back to ‘Casa Morada.’]

The two MI-r’s went separate directions, and the cleanup trucks continued their business as things fell quiet once more as people started to emerge, assessing the damage and the overall situation. Ambulance and fire response sirens by now were heard from all directions.

From the nearest hilltop looking down on the area, three LTACs with cloaks draped over them stood amongst the trees. One had what looked to be advanced detection equipment sticking out just beyond the heavy cloak material rustling in the wind.

“They switched destinations. Unless that’s a deflection code for compound four? Or anyone know what a Casa Morada is?” a man’s voice spoke from one of the LTACs. “At least they won’t be able to buy their packages Wednesday.”

“I hope your translation output isn’t going haywire for your sake,” a second man chimed in.

“Just sit and wait,” the third replied in a colder tone. “They have to return here tomorrow morning regardless. Let them do what they want. We will get them all taken care of in time. Until then, we wait here. Unpack and set up camp while we wait for Cable to get back in touch with us. Hexa makes their first drop at 5AM."

"...And stay sharp for wanderers.”