Two guys in a corner , two corpses , two snipers(somewhere), two open briefcases, and two smaller locked briefcases

The sky is now black and starless. A street light flickers as bugs fly around it as if the meaning of life was to get into the core of it. A slight breeze passes through the blocked off streets that are only open to locals. Mike and Will stand facing each other. The lasers that were on them are now no where to be found. The two men pace slowly toward the briefcases next to Jesse's corpse. Both kneel down next to the brown one facing each other still. Jesse's ipod can be heard playing laughter from the song Lunatic by Pink Floyde.

"How we gonna do this Will?" Mike says softly, obviously not as confident as he had been all night. "We both have snipers. Which means you had two people outside work'n for you. Pat and whoever the crap this is."

POP POP POP POP POP! Bullets fly over head and the two through themselves to their the faces hugging the ground in terror. None of the bullets hit them and none hit near by.

A good five minutes go by. Then Mike and Will both jump up and run to Jesse's body grabbing guns and briefcases, one of each at the same time. Neither bother to point their guns anywhere.

Will breaks the silence, "This is the time for you to do your part Mike. Whether your bro is the victor in the sniper fight or not either way you gotta open it."

" Well I guess I could just phone him." Mike sets down the small brown briefcase, pulls out his cell phone and speed dials his older brother John. "Well I guess you win man. I'm getting his machine."

"I'll call Kyle and see if he answers." Will sets down his black briefcase and pulls out his phone waits for answer.

"You got Kyle Hancock!? Gosh you were gonna go three ways anyway? What the heck man!? Mike, raging red in the face, raises the glock he'd picked up to Wills head.

"Yeah Kyle, if he shoots me we don't get anything so make sure if I die that he goes down, if he doesn't have it open in under a minute shoot him in the leg. " Will hangs up the phone and looks at Mike. "That's your cue to open it bro. I promise I'll let you live if you open it..... Promise.... I will even give you a small 100,000 dollar cut of this."

Mike still red in the face bends down and opens the brown briefcase. Inside is another key.

Will picks up the black briefcase walks over to Mike and takes the key out of the opened case.

The door to the building opens and out comes the owner. He locks the door and and walks to his car. Unlocks it and then looks up at them.

Mike and Will both look at him both still holding a gun. Bodies in bloody puddles on both sides.

The owner just shakes his head in disgust, hops in his car and drives off.

The two stare at each other sort of dumb founded. Will puts the key in the lock on the black briefcase, but before he opens the case he pulls out a remote and presses a red button. A window three stories up a building behind Mike explodes.

Mike falls to the ground again in fear.

Will looks at Mike and says very calmly. "Kyle and I always had wack'n Pat in mind. Your brother John beat us to it. God rest his soul....Anyways I had planted the c4 where I knew Kyle would be cause I figured he would just off me when we finished our "foolproof" security system for this freaking thing. I alway had a plan for getting 100% of the profit...So I apologize Mike."

Will Points the Mac10, Mike once had, and empties the clip into Mikes chest. He drops the gun and leans over to the black briefcase he turns the key. He pauses for a long while and then recites in a whisper..."25 11 14.....25 11 14........25 11 14." Cop sirens can be heard in the distance. He opens the case .

Inside was mostly c4 but in the center laid a flawless diamond about the size of a toddlers fist. It had been wrapped up in wire that if ripped out would cause an explosion that would wipe out every thing in thirty yards in every direction. A timer was trigged upon opening the case. It was counting down from 1 minute. Only his password could disable it.

Hands trembling with fear and excitement he quickly hits 25 11 and 17. The numbers jump from 46 seconds to 26 seconds. Will takes a deep breath and Focuses... wipes his free sweaty hand and trys again.

*19 seconds*

25

Cops wipp around the corner and pull up close seeing the bodies next an armed man.

*15 seconds*

11


"Freeze!" Two cops says say guns out at Will.

Will throws his gun to the side.

*6 seconds*

"We are all gonna die if I don't hit something here!"

*2 seconds *

His index finger hits the one button and hits it twice with a shaking hand. . . . . Accidentally.