Capítulo 16: The Morning After
The bartender's M4A1 cracked to life, dropping the first thug with a precise shot. The second thug stumbled, clutching his chest as a crimson stain spread across his shirt. The bartender's lightning-fast reflexes and deadly accuracy sent the remaining thugs stumbling backward, their confidence shattered.
The air reeked of gunpowder and fear as the bartender took down the thugs one by one. Their screams echoed through the bar, sending customers and staffs, survivors of the earlier chaos, still in the bar, scrambling for cover. As the chaos erupted, some of the young thugs—hired to protect the young man's wealthy associates—deserted their stations and fled in terror, leaving their charges vulnerable
The Bartender's aim was true, and her vengeance merciless. She gunned down some of the young women who had accompanied the young man's associates, as well as some of the thugs and the young man's associates. No one was spared.
The once-calm bar was now again a scene of utter carnage.
As they fell, the bartender stood tall, her chest heaving with adrenaline.
She surveyed the destruction with a calculated gaze.
The surviving bar's customers and staffs still in the bar cowered, aware that the chaos and the carnage they have seen so far is devastating and brutal.
But amidst the chaos, a whispered rumour began to spread: The bartender's reputation for ruthless efficiency preceded her. The young man his wealthy connections, the young women that accompanied them and the young thugs had unknowingly crossed a line, and now they have face the full fury of the Bartender's "Guns" Esposito.
Despite the bartender's ruthless efficiency, some managed to escape the carnage at the bar. Among them were the young women accompanying the young man's associates and some of the thugs—tasked with safeguarding the young man's associates—escaped unscathed. These thugs, unlike their treacherous peers, honored their duty, shielding their charges as they fled
However, not everyone was so fortunate. Some of the young man associates including the young women and thugs remained hidden, paralyzed by fear and indecision. The situation was dire for the women, with half of them taken in terror.
The bar's carnage had subsided, leaving an unsettling stillness. Dawn's pale light illuminated the devastation: shattered glass, splintered wood, and the frozen fear etched on survivors' faces. Then, like a tidal wave, the authorities descended: CTIU, police, and detectives, their sirens piercing the morning air. Relief washed over the traumatized witnesses, while the fleeing thugs knew their time was running out.
The CTIU team, police officers, and detectives descended upon the ravaged bar with tactical precision, sealing off the area and blocking adjacent streets. A wave of officers swept through, apprehending and detaining the young thugs as well as several customers and staff suspected of involvement. Simultaneously, emergency responders and officers tended to the wounded and shaken, offering solace and medical care to those traumatized and injured from the bar's carnage.
The joint CTIU, police, and detective operation unfolded with precision, thwarting escape attempts. Associates of the young man, along with their hired thugs including the promiscuous women who were part of the young women that accompanied them, were switfly rounded up and detained, despite thier futile attempts to bribe or intimidate officials. As order was restored, the bar's chaotic landscape gave way to a meticulously secured crime scene
With the CTIU, police, and detectives closing in, Jacky, the bartender, and his duo mysteriously vanished. Meanwhile, the young thugs, earlier emboldened by the bartender's brief ceasefire, who had taken cover behind the shelf, momentarily halting their advance, now sought revenge. They charged towards the shelf, with their anger and frustration boiling over, determined to settle scores with the bartender and Jacky, who had thwarted their escape.
Amidst this, the young thugs—hired to protect the young man and his friends—seized the opportunity to flee. However, not all of them betrayed their trust. Some remained loyal, continuing to protect the young man's associates as they escaped, including some of the young women who capitalized on the distraction. As the bartender ceased gunfire and took cover, they exploited the brief reprieve to make their escape, slipping away unnoticed amidst the confusion
Unnoticed, Jacky his duo and the bartender has slipped away, before the CTIU Team, POLICE Officers and Detectives arrival.
Jacky himself earlier remained fervent, seeking an escape plan as the bartender, hidden in the same place as Jacky, watched the mayhem unfold. With a deep breath, she signaled Jacky to follow her. Grabbing her shotgun, the AK 47, and her small bag/purse, she caught his attention signalling him as she left through a secret door or compartment which is usually meant for her and the staffs, serving as another exit of the bar.
Jacky's expression, earlier showed a surprise but later led to understanding, as he signalled his duo, who have used the earlier respite to move discreetly to the bar shelf where Jacky and the bartender hid with thier properties they came with still in thier possession, escaped as they discreetly and swiftly followed the bartender through the secret door or compartment exiting the bar.
They all disappeared into the early dawn, leaving behind the chaos and the CTIU Team, POLICE Officers and Detectives relentless apprehension and detain.
The authorities also prioritized aiding traumatized customers, staffs and innocent bystanders who were caught in the crossfire. Order was restored, and the bar was secured.
Detectives began processing the scene, collecting evidence and witness statements. The CTIU's tactical unit including the POLICE Officers swept the premises, ensuring everything and everywhere is now other order, no other chaos and carnage is taking place.
With order restored inside the bar, attention shifted outside. The bar's manager, is sitting in one of the ambulance, receiving medical attention for minor injuries.
Two of the Detectives, a man and a woman, flanked him, conversing in hushed tones.
As they spoke, the CTIU and POLICE secured the perimeter, collecting evidence and witness statements. The night's events would have far-reaching consequences for the bar.
As dawn broke, casting a golden glow over the city, the young man and his two companions—two striking, tattooed young women, seasoned affiliates of a powerful gang—fled the chaos, putting distance between themselves and the bar.
After a few miles, they spotted a convoy of CTIU, police, and ambulance vans, accompanied by detectives in private vehicles, racing towards the bar. Sirens blared, piercing the morning air.
The uninjured woman swiftly pulled over, hiding herself and her injured partner. She then grasped the young man's arm, her eyes urgent, and pulled him into their hiding spot.
At first, he resisted.
But the woman's firm grip and insistent tug conveyed the gravity of their situation. He yielded with an understanding of the situation.
Together, they watched as the convoy passed, heading towards the bar. The tension was palpable.
As the troupe disappeared into the distance, the young man's frustration boiled over. He frantically searched for his Ferrari 812 Superfast, but it was nowhere to be found.
His face reddened with rage, and his fists clenched. The injured woman winced in pain but reassured him gently, trying to calm him down. Her partner stood by, expression unreadable.
With a labored breath, the injured woman pulled out her phone, grimacing in pain. Her partner's expression shifted to concern, supporting her injured partner as she made the call.
After the call, the uninjured partner's eyes flashed with hidden anger at the young man. Moments later, a sleek Ferrari 812 Superfast appeared, parking effortlessly in front of them.
As they prepared to leave, the uninjured woman shot the young man a discrete, angry glance, her frustration hidden beneath a calm surface, a young male attendant emerged from the Ferrari 811 Suoerfast, handing the keys to the uninjured woman.
She accepted the keys with a nod, helping her injured partner into the passenger seat as she slid into the driver's seat.
The young man nonchalantly entered the backseat, radiating an air of entitlement.
The uninjured woman expertly navigated the car onto the road, as they sped away.
Tires screeched as they vanished into the early dawn, leaving the mayhem behind.
The young attendant watched them leave, a sly smirk spreading across his face. With a discreet nod, he glanced around, ensuring they were clear. His tension eased, he pocketed his hands and walked away with a relaxed stride, blending into the morning crowd.
To be continued...
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