The security men in the factory were drawing closer upon seeing this, but warning shots were being fired in the air, forcing them to refrain from getting closer.
It was up to Denver and his team to surrender. "Denver, we don't have guns with us," Grant said in a hushed tone as he was not expecting these criminals to be armed.
They had simply come to resell what they stole, not thinking they would be caught, so why the guns?
"Lower your guns," the older man, Henry said, but the boys refused. Not when they had the upper hand in the whole matter.
"No. Not without the money."
The older man never saw Don Denzel defeated, and with this gentleman whom he was certain to be Don Denzel's son, he could not allow himself to be used as a Thanksgiving turkey.
"Then I'm out of here. You are on your own." He gave a slight bow before hastening out of the factory.
