Trillionaire they never noticed

Russian Roulette

Scott halted his steps abruptly upon hearing Iniesta’s words, lifting his hands in the air as if signaling defeat.

“Drop your weapons and turn around, slowly! You’ve done enough! You killed all my men! But now, I’ve finally captured you!” Iniesta spat angrily, his gun unwavering as it aimed at Scott, who stood still with his hands raised, motionless in the moonlit alley.

“Are you deaf? I said drop your gun and turn around!” Iniesta’s voice grew louder, irritation evident.

“You know,” Scott began in a soft voice, still facing away from Iniesta, “I overheard your comrade talking earlier. He mentioned something about calling someone—some man named Bolasco. From what I gathered, you aren’t in charge here. Bolasco is. And I’m certain he ordered you to call him once you found me, but you decided to handle it yourself, didn’t you?”

Scott paused for a moment, allowing the weight of his words to linger in the tense silence. “You thought catching me on your own would be easy. You figured if you