Bab 33: Major Player!

Finding an empty parking lot in the city was like searching for a needle in a haystack. Yet there they stood, facing their bullet filled SUV in the far corner of the nearly deserted lot as there were a few cars parked, as they stared at the lifeless form of Ricky sprawled inside.

"What are we doing with this now?" Ryder inquired, his gaze shifting from the body and the car to Arslan, who remained silent, his eyes fixed on the grim scene before them. Their unfamiliarity with such a situation left them at a loss as it was their first time having to deal with a deceased friend and their now ruined car casting a shadow of uncertainty over them.

"I don't know, maybe we should drop Ricky somewhere he'll be found and give him a proper burial later. But what about the car?" Arslan suggested, casting a questioning look at Ryder, who simply shrugged in response. Their attention returned to the vehicle, now a sorry sight with bullet holes scattered across its frame.