Attack, Explosion, Roar

Selina had set off ten minutes earlier. In the car which was now gray, she checked HQ's surroundings to make sure that the criminals weren't skulking around on a large scale.

At that moment, three unmarked cars which didn't even have demountable sirens drove out of HQ's underground parking lot.

The cars weren't clumped together. A black Toyota was fifty meters up ahead, and a gray Honda was twenty meters behind.

In the gray and blue Hyundai SUV in the middle, Luke and a SWAT member sat in the backseat.

Luke had met this SWAT member named Sanchez before, when they took care of the middle-aged fatty who had planned to binge eat himself to death on Shake Shack burgers.

Noticing Luke's curious gaze, she turned her head. "What's wrong?"

Luke shrugged. "I'm just a little bit curious. After all, this is a rather dangerous mission."

That was right. This SWAT member whose full name was Chris Sanchez was a Latino woman.