Raul put out his cigarette and lit up another immediately. He had no idea what he was going to do, shitting himself scared. He knew he should have never taken that kickback all those years ago. That's when he first compromised his morals as a decent attorney. Ever since then he's been playing both sides when ever he could. He would keep his mouth shut about important things going down and whoever, either rich business men, thugs, and even the mafia had their puppet strings on Raul.
The buzzer for the door almost made Raul's heart stop. He wiped the sweat from his brow and went to answer the door. Raul's brother Manuel had come.
"What the fuck main, you got to be kiddin me!" Manuel said as soon as Raul opened the door.
"I know brother, please, please, please forgive me. I will repay you the rest of my life. I don't even know how these people found you."
"After all this... this whole time your messing around with these guys?!?"
"Manuel, I am their lawyer. They held a gun to my head."
A pause, then Raul continues.
"It's a quick operation, apparently the driver will drive the explosives truck into Worsham's garage at his high rise apartment building, the driver will be some outsider, for safety sake he's not even going to know what he's driving. That way if he gets stopped he won't look suspicious."
"Oh fuck bro, his whole building?" Manuel said, getting extremely concerned now.
"Right. But you remember telling me about that new demo stuff? that leaves no traces..."
"Here's your chance to real-world test it."
Manuel put his head in his hands, took a deep breath. He was about to say something then stopped. Words could not express how he felt. He just shook his head.
"They'll kill me bro," Raul said, suddenly making the situation stone cold serious. "They'll kill you too."
Another long pause.
"So when?" Manuel said, apparently now compliant in the operation.