A loud screech of tires sounded as several cars parked in front of a small bungalow at the outskirts of the city.
"Bruce how was it?" An eager voice asked in a hurry as soon as the door opened.
"I .. I lost him" Bruce replied, trying to catch his breath.
He was breathing heavily and was sweating all over even though the weather was cold.
"What do you mean you lost him?" The man asked, his eyes widening in fury.
"Sean, I tried my best but I lost him whereas it's late now. That's what caused it" Bruce responded, sitting down heavily.
"What the fuck are you talking about?, you know we will all be dead if this mission fails!" Sean yelled on top of his voice, his eyes bulging out.
"What would I have done?I shot him twice but he still kept running!.
All the boys I took with me followed him in hot pursuit but he was faster" Bruce yelled back, his voice booming through the house.
