“Take the car to the garage,” Cash said.

“You got it,” the kid said and hopped in the car.

After they went into the building, the doorman returned to his position in the foyer.

“Team two to team one.”

“Go ahead with your traffic.”

“Sentry’s in the box.”

“Acknowledged. Beta is moving into position.”

“Acknowledged.”

Two men got out of the Ford, which had been parked down the street. One immediately started walking toward the building. Once he had reached a certain point, the second man began walking behind him.

When the first man got closer to the building, his pace slowed and he began to stagger. Once he was in front of the building, he stopped, almost falling over in the process. He looked around for a second and then started stumbling up the steps. The sentry came out to meet him.

“Where the fuck do you think you’re goin’?” the sentry asked.

“Inside,” he said and dropped. When he dropped, the second man was in position at the bottom of the steps and hit the sentry with two shots. One to the head, the other in his chest.

“Sentry down team two.”

“On our way.”

While team one dragged the sentry back in the building, the two men that made up team two joined them. One remained in the foyer to wait for the enthusiast driver, while the other three went upstairs.

When Cash entered his apartment, he took his gun out of his waist and laid the gun on the dinning room table as he passed it. He sat down in his chair and picked up the remote. As Sly sat down on the couch, Palmer went to pour some drinks.

CeCe walked over and kissed Cash on the cheek. “It’s late, I’m gonna take a shower and go to bed,” she said and kissed Cash again.