[Kingpin's POV]
"What the frack was that?!" I yell through my comms. I had barely escaped the burning warehouse, and was being moved to a secure location.
Radio silence.
All the weapons were destroyed. All 5.5 billion worth of ballistic missiles, sidearms, and nukes. The suit, however, was missing.
None of the buyers made it out alive, either crushed by falling debris, or killed by those fuhcking vigilantes.
I ask the driver, "Where are we going?"
At first he responds by saying, "A secure location," but as I continue to pester him, he finally tells me the location.
"We're going to see the Grandmaster."
Shoot, I'm screwed. This sale was supposed to fund the Magnitude, a $5 billion weapon. This weapon would set off a massive earthquake when strategically placed in a city.
Now one may ask why waste $5b on an earthquake machine, when we have several nukes in our possession. With any of these nukes, we could bring a city to its knees.
However, with the Magnitude, we can make it appear as a natural disaster, and no one would be asking questions.
"We're here," the driver calls out from the front of the vehicle.
Here we go.
