Hayden walked up to the Caddy and getting in waved to the truck that he'd follow. As it pulled ahead he started the car and pulled along. His head running through the events that happened during the fire fight. And taking in the words and actions of what happened. Sean so easily joined in on the blood bath. IT's almost like it was a tailor made moment for him. He just fit in so easily to the puzzle in his head. And Yekatrina he's really not sure at all what to make of that. But all he can really say is that was just like the last time on mission. He shook his head and tried to forget the voice that was in it. He takes a deep breath then drives.

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Sometime later after the drive on the highway they return to the SAMC compound. The party still going pretty strong. SAMC mercs and militia jogging over first to make sure they weren't being raided, but when one of the pair of Amazons who had accompanied Victor comes out and starts to shout orders. The mercs quickly detaining the driver and taking the truck and the driver to safety. The Amazonian African woman going with them. Leaving the four standing there more or less with their dicks or tits in their hands. Hayden blinking, surprised really that they are suddenly left there. Hayden looks about then at the other three in the group, "Now what..." He turns to look around, that rifle slung over his shoulder. The thing is ancient by modern technology but it's still useful. Might be able to hawk it actually. Who knows.

As they stand there though finally there is a roar of an engine.

Turning as a group they are met by a uparmored limo, pulling up off the street and stopping in front of them. After a moment the other Amazonian African woman steps out of the diver seat and motions. Babbling in that tonal lyrical language of hers and gesturing at the limo. After abit the first Amazonian African woman returns, "She says to get in. And we will take you to Victor. He waits for you to give you all your payment. Don't worry we wouldn't be using a Limo if we intended to off you." She grins and gets into the front passenger side seat. The speaker woman opening the door for them.

Hayden hums, 'Well don't got alot to lose. Come on." He then slips into the back.

And good gods that back area. It's like a rolling night club. The sides are revealed to actually be cleverly disguised armor plates with video screens to show the outsides, wine, champagne and a few other alcoholic treats. A few options for food and refreshsment indeed. Once everyone is inside, the limo begins to roll. The Amazon with the face chain speaks through the intercom, "Eat, and drink if you like. It'll be abit of a ride."

Hayden hums, "Never had champagne so what the hell." As he's pouring himself something to drink with one hand, he's digging for one of several very fancy looking sandwiches out of a cooler at the same time. He nods to the others, "Why the hell not right?" He wiggles his eyebrows playfully.

And as he's saying that. The limo begins to roll.

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The limo pulled out of the SAMC compound and soon out onto another highway, heading away from Bo'lobo atleast. They weren't on it long as they rolled into a residential district tall red brick and sand brick buildings. People bustling along. Talking and fighting. Trading and being. It's a glimpse of what Matanbai is. Even as they are riding in a SAMC super car, it\s a glimpse at a country that's on the brink. Because it's clear, the poverty and the danger and the pain.

Hayden for seeing all this looks a little unmoved, outwardly at any rate. As he devours that sandwich and sips at a flute of champagne he's looking out and staring at the underlying problem.

And that problem. Well it's not easy to put into words.

Hayden is about to say something, when the Limo turns into a side street, the housing blocks and low tenement buildings. And what opens up in front of them is a sprawling street market. Where they stop on the edge it appears to be food, though a laye rin looks like clothing. Down a ways is a mass of furniture stalls.

The limo's doors pop open and the Amazonians guide them out and deeper into the market.

Soon things begin to look darker. Clothing becomes plate carriers, and weapons harnesses, furniture becomes guns, and food, food becomes bullets and grenades. And walking out of this central section of the market, is Victor complete with his white suit and a new golden chain around his neck. He walks towards them arms held to his sides, "Well hello my little darlings. Welcome to the Central Gun Market." He boots a suit case over to them, "Your payment. You can divide it up yourselves if you like. And then, you had better find yourself some gear. I have another job for you." He grins as his two bodyguard hotties join him.

Hayden stops the case as it slides towards them, then hums and kicks the lock on it. And with a click the case opens to reveal the agreed upon amount of diamonds. Eighty conflict Diamonds. Sitting pretty in the case. Hayden looks down at them with a look of shock, "That's...pretty incredible."