and set up a perimeter. Remember Piettro, you're in mafia territory."
"Yes sir."
The vehicle continued to speed down what had now become a dual carriage high way.
Soon the militia crew entered the outskirts of Grayd. The entire team was wide awake as they drew closer to the target on the tracking screen.
"The target is on the move and heading East. From here, we should meet the target within ten minutes."
"Good, I need you to stop at a fair distance away from the point of the signal, we don't want to alarm them."
Piettro was sure that he and his crew were not going to engage in any fire exchange that night but he had his fire arm ready anyway. His hand clutched the 9mm pistol as it remained holstered. His grip was firm but relaxed, if there was to be any rowdiness he was ready to respond.