27. STIRRED UP

“The helicopter is ready on the rooftop. We cannot make it with the car”, Bojana informed me and we moved to the rooftop through the elevator.

In ten minutes’ time, we were already at the seashore and indeed, they were there exchanging things in one of the containers at the port.

Their men were heavily guarded and surrounded the area so tightly that even an ant would not crawl in unnoticed.

“If we go into this without a strategy, we will lose our lives”, Richy warned as our helicopter hovered around the sky

“So should I just fold my arms and let them continue transporting the money?”, I shouted at him, cocking my gun

“You can stay back, I either get my money or die”, I fumed and fired out of the helicopter as it went lower to the ground to land.

Bojana took the hint and also started shooting from her end. We didn’t miss any bullet, all our aims were perfect and precise. In less than three minutes, up to twenty of their men were lying in the pool of their bloods.

“We need to cover up fo