We were twenty minutes away and nearly back to our hotel when the driver got a call. "Understood," he said. Hanging up, he did a U-turn.

"Where are we going?"

"Change of plans," the driver said. "Leo wants you all at Master Vespucci's mansion."

"WHAT," Fiona asked. "Why would we go there?"

"You'll have to ask him," the driver replied.

I tried to reach Leo on the link, but he was too far away. "What happened up there," I asked Joseph.

"Most of it went just like we planned," Joseph said. "We'd use auto shotguns, rifles, or flamethrowers to incapacitate them before the trail wolves took their heads off with...