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Gregorio and Cruz did a thorough sweep of the first floor and turned up empty. They were half way up the stairs when the car alarm went off. They paused and shared a look. Obviously a trap by whoever was possibly in the house or someone that saw them roll up. Gregorio nodded for Cruz to check it out, he had to finish the sweep. Cruz went back down and peered out the window next to the door. Nothing other than the car wailing and lights flashing. He looked back at Belen.

"Srta. Belen stay put." 

"Like hell I am. Someone fucked with my car." She stalked towards him, pulled her gun out, double checked the magazine and flicked off the safety lock. She reached out to open the door, but Cruz stopped her.

Cruz sighed, exasperated. "I'll go first. You hide on the porch and watch my six." He pulled the spare key out of his pocket and turned off the alarm, he opened the door, then glanced back. "Don't shoot me." 

"No promises." She pushed his shoulder. "Go." She hid behind his bulky body and kept low. He stepped off the porch and she hid behind a pillar, gun out, and alert for anyone that might pop up. Cruz moved slowly towards the car.

Meanwhile, Gregorio continued upstairs, perturbed that Belen didn't stay in her seat. If he didn't love her and wasn't used to her hardheaded nature he would've quit a decade ago. He pulled a mirror out of his pocket when he got to a few steps from the top and crouched down. He stuck his hand out, angled the mirror down in the direction of the hall. No one. Then turned it around. There was a girl with a gun. She looked young. Teenager possibly and alone. An adult wouldn't let her go by herself, so either the adults are outside, she's protecting someone younger than her, or she's alone. The car stopped going off. Good. He'll hear anyone he might of missed coming. He pocketed the mirror, stood up, and quickly rounded the corner, rifle up and finger on the trigger. "Put it down or I'll shot." He slowly crept towards her, ready to down her if he had to. "Are you alone? Are your people responsible for the noise outside?"