The Shadow's Secret│TMNT

54 || The Sacks Estate

"Few minutes out," I announced, bringing Raphael back to the present. Instantly, he was leaning forward from the backseat and staring anxiously through the front windshield at our approaching target.

"What's the game plan?" I asked.

"What's the layout?"

I did a double take. "What?"

"The layout," Raph repeated stiffly.

I scoffed. "How am I supposed to know?"

"Because you're the driver," he said as if that was justification enough.

"Okay, we're not doing this right now," I declared. "We need to focus. The Shredder is allied with that Sacks guy, right?"

He nodded. "Eric Sacks."

"And he's super rich and I think he owns some sort of mansion or estate around here. It would make the most sense that they go there so I'd assume the 'layout' is something like a huge ass house with a courtyard, maybe a big ass garage, I dunno. But it'll be big, probably with a gate and a bunch of Foot soldiers everywhere," I glanced at him. "That good enough?"

He sighed through his nose. "No, but I'll work with it."

"Okay, and just so we can save ourselves some time, don't try to stop me from following you when we get there, because I'm going in no matter what."

Raph said nothing in reply, just radiated tense waves of anxiety. We came around a bend and there was a huge, stone mansion surrounded by full, green trees and a stone fence and electric gate. Two helicopters sat in the centre of the massive front yard, one looked like a two-passenger and the other significantly larger. Immediately, an idea came to mind.

"Ram the gate," Raphael ordered gruffly.

"Not with this little car," I retorted, searching for an alternate entrance.

He exploded. "Why not!?"

I clenched my hand around the wheel and exploded back. "Because that gate is fuckin solid, dumbass! We'll total this car and not even make it through the damn thing. We need a different entrance."

"Well do you see one!?" He demanded. I slammed my foot on the gas pedal, causing the car to lurch forward and throw Raphael backwards a little.

"Yes!" I snapped. "There's another road wrapping around the other side through the trees. So shut up."

"It better not be a dead end," he grumbled. I gritted my teeth and veered away from the Sacks estate front gate. I adjusted my grip on the wheel while slowing my speed to turn left onto a winding road that would hopefully lead to a back entrance of sorts. After rounding the second curve in the road, a wooden gate came into view.

"Ram it," Raph said, but I'd already came to that decision myself and had floored the gas pedal.

"Yeah, I know," I mumbled, my heart rate picking up as we neared the gate.

Please don't die, please don't die—

Despite bracing myself and wearing a seatbelt, I still lurched forward when we made contact with the gate and tore through the wood slats. Immediately, I heard gunfire and instinctively ducked. Bullets pattered against the car and shattered the windshield.

"Ten o'clock!" Raph shouted. Blindly, heart racing, I wrenched the wheel around to what I estimated was ten o'clock. The moment I heard something crash against the bumper and roll across the hood, I slammed on the brakes. Blood thundered through my ears and I lifted my head hesitantly to look through the windshield that was no longer present, but there was no more gunfire to cower from.