“I know. You will be well rewarded.” With that, Juan Carlos fired Alicia’s gun at the guard, hitting him in the shoulder, missing all the vital organs. Miguel slumped back against the wall, stunned but conscious. Juan Carlos tossed the gun next to Alicia’s body.
“Very nicely done, my friend.” Roberto smiled. He reached down and placed Michael’s gun in her hand, wrapping her fingers around the trigger. With that, he scooped up a handful of blood and started toward the back door. “I’ll just follow this trail to the assassin.” He laughed as he wiped a smudge of blood on the doorjamb, then left.
Just as he left, four other guards rushed into the room.