The cash truck burst back out into the pedestrian street in a most explosive fashion. Not only did they tear a dozen metres of safety glass off the wall, but most of the furniture and debris from the lobby followed them through the newly made hole. The bodyguard and dead droid who were still standing on top of the truck were cut clean in half, spraying blood everywhere. A scream erupted from hundreds of bystanders using several transit lines on the street, and people scattered in every direction. Emergency services sirens were getting closer from a few directions, but no one had paid them any attention before now. On Korit, sirens were a near constant ambient background. With his right hand being crushed to a pulp, the boss was in no position to be driving a ten tonne vehicle. In the chaos the ‘ground mode’ was still enabled, so the only directions available were left or right. He spun the wheel left with his free hand basically by accident, before having to take both hands off the wheel to grab at the pistol the droid was trying to shove in his face. Shots went off, melting the inside of the windscreen. Despite putting all of his paternal strength into it, the pistol was merely a few inches from his head when Senjen shot the droid in the back, bypassing the shield. The droid spasmed wildly and made one last attempt to shoot the boss but its strength had already failed it. So it activated its self-destruct and switched back to civilian mode, wiping all memory of the operation. “We are experiencing a traffic collision! Notifying emergency services...” It babbled before going dead, save the flashing red orb in its chest. Its grip loosened, and the boss pried his broken hand from its vice-like grip. He immediately had to use it to haul the wheel left and slam on the brakes, but there wasn’t enough time to avoid the other side of the street. The truck slammed straight into a solid wall and came to a juddering, smoking halt. Mingled in with the sound of approaching sirens were thrusters. The flyer from back at the restaurant rounded the block of high rise buildings and approached the truck, cycling its forward cannons.