It was past midnight when we heard the sound of a car approaching. We're ready. This ambush was Cara's idea, and this way would be logical enough to force everyone out at once.
We arrange everything carefully. A small bus accidentally overturned in the middle of a deserted street on the outskirts of Morelia. And another sedan was also positioned across the road and was hit by a bus. There is no way through them.
The deserted streets would be full of people screaming for help and pretending to be victims of traffic accidents. Our target is to get all the cartel passengers who were accompanying them out.
"Start!" 15 people were pretending. Some people acted to be lying bloodied in the streets and passed out. And the others stood staggered with wounds on their bodies. Meanwhile, smoke was billowing from the wrecked sedan that we set on fire.
