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At least three more shooters were on the other side of the pickup truck. He’d been in this position before and he wasn’t about to panic.

He drew back from the Peugeot, putting ten yards between himself and the vehicle to get a better view of what was going on. Four gunners were making slow advances. They were concentrating on the truck, and not beyond it. He unleathered the Beretta, slipping a fresh magazine into it. He was going to get as many of them off guard as he could, and the pistol, though at the extreme of its range, was the only tool for this bloody trade.

This mission wasn’t finished, but the Executioner was back on the road to seeing justice served.