The Traps of Black Swan

The shooter was on point with the imported AR-15 rifle in his hands, he was confident his aim to the wheel of the car wouldn't miss and the wheel would burst at the touch of the bullet.

If the driver controls the car, he could shoot the lady when they alight. If the driver fails to keep the car on the road, the car will topple aside. His second bullet would burn down the car.

His plan was set and all prepared. The fat man started the countdown to the shooter which was also the distance from them to the car.

"500 meters away, 5… 4… 3… 2… 1, Shoot." He commanded in confidence that they could return the gang with glory.

He was still holding the binocular over his eyes to witness the result of their first fire so that he could instruct if the second bullet was required.

One second...

Two seconds...

Three seconds passed but the car was moving fluidly without disturbance.

Wait, the bullet sound?

"Goddam, shoot, damn it." He hissed lowering the binocular when the car was already away by a few hundreds of meters.

The next second, his eyes widened as big as saucers looking at the burly man in black throwing the unconscious shooter on the floor like a sack of potatoes.

That man's sharp eyes had a hunger for adventure and the evil smirk was defining his thrill that was giving the fat man a creepy feeling.

The monster was going to drink his blood.

Little did he know, the real monster is a different one.

The fatty knew he had no chance against a muscularly built strong man, he looked like a man from the military trained to be a killing machine. He turned around to run but the other two were standing there, yawning in boredom.

"I expected a great action." One commented in disappointment.

"There are only two sacks." Another one remarked.

They had checked around if anybody was watching them from a distance but didn't find any so they knew only two were there in that spot.

The fatty tried to grab the AR-15 rifle but the first man's long hands were swift and checked the bullet magazine.

The fat man tried to threaten, "You guys don't know my boss. He will kill you all."

The three looked at each other and burst into laughter. It was really the funniest joke, why will Leon put so much effort just because of a lackey?

The fat man prepared himself to fight and positioned himself, "Come on, be a man and fight." He was afraid he would be shot to death so he changed his method after seeing them laugh at his words.

Meanwhile, the first man relayed the information over the call without knowing Aarvi was on the call, "Team one down."

The team of three in black were from the Rivas security, personally chosen by Aaron's bodyguard Roach.

In the Banquet hall, Aarvi's eyes turned cold. She had just guessed the events but didn't expect her guesstimation to turn so accurate.

Her lips curled to a wicked smirk.

Start the preparation of a spectacular gift for Leon Harmon - Checked.

She had just planned to take advantage of Leon's allergic reaction but now, it seems like Leon gave her a great opportunity.

Why should she let go of the great opportunity that knocked on her door?

She will test his control freakiness in the banquet hall and see how long he will hold himself before he starts to smash the things or try to drag his wife away to leave the banquet.

One thing was sure, Aarvi wasn't letting Eliza Lane go with Leon Harmon.

Aarvi wanted to instruct but controlled due to Megan next to her. So she was about to send a message to her team, but the Rivas security men were smart or probably the men chosen for the task were smart so they did what was important to the mission.

…

On the other end, The lazy-looking man, locked the hands of the fat man and the first man pressed the nozzle of the AR-15 rifle on the fat man's forehead.

Since it was a series attacking plan by Leon Harmon, they were sure the teams would communicate about the status. There could be three statuses; Finished the task, missed the target, and in danger.

For the accomplishment, the other teams will retreat and be safe. 'In danger' status will refer to upcoming danger and all would try to escape. 'Missed target' status will make the other team wait for the car.

So the first man asked the fat man while another one took the fat man's mobile, "Choose, your instant death or how to inform the other team you missed the target?" His voice was cold as stone.

The fat man who was already scared looked at him bewildered thinking how did they know about the other teams. He didn't want to die and the person didn't look like he was joking about the death hence he stared at him trembling profusely.

The Rivas team didn't have much time to beat him to get the response so the first man unlocked to recoil the bullet to ready to shoot. Another man saw the personal chat of a fat man.

"Such dumb fellows." He muttered looking at the message, [You idiot, M - missed, K - killed, D - danger. Don't forget again.]

He opened the group chat that was below the personal chat and sent [M] and he also informed his brothers who would be catching the rest of the teams.

Since there was time for their next task, the two stretched as another one said, "My body feels stiff, let me flex first."

They didn't waste the fat sack and worked out well waiting for the message about their next step.

….

In the banquet hall, the auction was divided into two sections. Before and after food serves. The major and most attractive items were kept for after the dinner and the less anticipated and antiques were in the beginning.

Leon was in no condition to check anything there. In the worst case, he had expected the Surgeon general to cross the highway safely but the first miss felt like a failure which started to affect his composure.

His soft smile turned devious thinking about the next attack on the highway. It was going to be deadly, impossible to escape.

Meanwhile, Aaron wanted to take Aarvi to the private room from where they could see the whole hall. She can walk around freely but he hadn't spoken unwilling to disturb her.

He saw smack her lips and rub her flat stomach. She was obviously hungry but reluctant to fill her stomach with juice as wine wasn't allowed to her.

Instead of calling the waiter, he stood up during the briefing of an antique and buttoned his blazer causing all the crowd to look at him including Aarvi.

"I will just come." He told her and walked out with his bodyguard Roach following him. Alex quickly took Roach's position if in case anybody tries to reach Twyla.

While some thought Aaron was leaving the banquet, some thought he might be going to use the restroom, some thought he might have gone out for an emergency and a few thought he might be going out to respond to a call. The ones who didn't think too much were the family and Morris members.

A few ladies excused themselves and followed him to try their luck without knowing the other lady also had the same thought.

They walked out shyly thinking they could get the headlines with Aaron reporting, 'Is Zzz wife of President Rivas?' It would be enough to get a lot of attention.