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-3rd POV-

A loud horn was heard, and [Name] shifted uncomfortably in her seat because she sat on one seat with her father because Mike's damn car only had two seats, and she too watched the guys step into their cars. "Yup, they saddling up looks like icepick came through," Mike spoke, looking through his small binoculars. "Wonder whose shit they about to rip now?"

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"Falcon One, do you see her coming around the corner?"

"Stand by."

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"I don't wanna get spotted; take a burn." Mike spoke, and Marcus took off his black sunglasses and stared at Mike handing his sunglasses to [Name], who put them on her head. "The zoepound a bunch of pirates, man. Steal everything." Marcus let out a small scoff, agreeing with Mike.

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"Black Suburban at 10 o'clock."

"Oh, cmon, baby. Park it at the top."

"Roberto, she's comin' to you."

"I got her."

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"This is Falcon One, guys. I got her coming up."

"Heads up, guys. I got an orange muscle car."

"Looks to be three black male occupants."

"It's out of our field vision. Bring it up."

"All right, be aware, we got three bogeys unidentified."

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Mike and [Name] got out of the car. Mike took off his sunglasses and leaned against the wall, while [Name] took off her father's sunglasses from her head and let them hang on her shirt.

A shot got heard, and [Name] snapped her head towards the sound, which was on the highest etage of the parking lot, "Shit." Both Mike and her looked at each other and nodded, running towards the car, when suddenly a man got thrown off the building, falling down and crashing into some glass spot, causing glass to fall everywhere, and Mike and [Name] quickly ducked themselves to avoid glass splitters before lifting their heads to stare at the equally shocked Marcus.

"It's Syd!" Marcus shouted and held his gun, which made [Name] and Mike snap their heads towards the car, and they quickly got into the car. [Name] also pulled out her gun. 'What the hell is Auntie Syd doing here?!' She thought her thoughts were running wild, but for now she concentrated on saving her aunt with her father and Mike.

"Man, what is your sister into?!" Mike held his gun and started the engine following the cars. "Sidewalk! Sidewalk!" Both [Name] and her father warned as Mike took a turn and drove onto the sidewalk. "Move! Move!" Marcus shouted at the people on the sidewalk while Mike drove in high-speed. "Shit."

"We need backup on Canal, now!" Marcus said on a phone call calling for backup while they continued driving—well more like Mike, but whatever.

Mike sped up the car. "You both get ready to shoot." He spoke and [Name] nodded, both her and her father holding their guns as they aimed at the drivers who were following Sydney once Mike was now in between both cars that were following Sydney. [Name] prepared to shoot, but her father stopped her and pulled out his badge, "Police! Stop the car." [Name]'s jaw dropped, and even Mike turned to look at him.