"I don't see why Da didn't come." Murphy said while putting on his mask in the hotel elevator.

" 'Cause, Murph, it's a simple in and out, two-three guys top" Connor said after pulling on his own mask. "We don't need Da for every guy we tap."

Murphy started laughing.

"Oh, fuck off, Murph, you know what I mean. "Connor said giving Murphy a set of guns and taking his own out of the duffle bag. "You ready?" He asked pushing the alarm switch back in.

"Ready!" Murphy said holding up his guns.

The elevator door swung open. There were no guards in front of the door. Connor and Murphy slowly crept up to the door and saw it was slightly open. Murphy went to open the door but Connor motioned him to stop. He heard yelling on the other side.

"How dare you fight back, you little bitch!", they heard followed by the sound of a punch landing then a groan.

"If Alex wants me battered and bruised why isn't he here to do it himself." A woman's voice said.

"He wants you dead, you whore, that's why he called me." The man said followed by another punch and groan.

That was it! Connor opened the door and saw a man behind a couch holding a gun to the floor, where, Connor assumed, the woman was lying. The man jumped, looked quickly to Connor then Murphy then back at the girl and fired. He then turned his gun to the Saints, but he wasn't fast enough. Connor fired before the guy even had them in his line of fire. The man fell to the floor with a loud thud. Then came in three guys from the side room guns out, but Connor and Murphy were ready for them. Within ten second the three men had dropped like flies.

While Murphy checked the other room to make sure there wasn't anyone else, Connor went around to the side of the couch moved the man off the woman and saw her lying face down on the floor, under her was a small puddle of blood.

"FUCK!" Connor yelled.

Murphy came back into the room. "Connor, what the fuck, man?"

Connor turned around to face his brother. "If only we were five fuckin' minutes earlier, she would still be alive."

"Connor get a hold of yourself"

"No, I thought that's why we're fuckin' doing this. To protect the innocent."

"That is why were doing this!"

"We couldn't protect her!"

"I don't see you getting all upset over the maid."

"What fucking maid?"

"The dead one, in the bathroom."

Connor now inches from Murphy's face said, "She didn't die right in front of us!"

Suddenly there was a sharp wheezy inhale.

Connor spun around and saw the girls hand move. He knelt down beside her and carefully rolled her over. Her face was covered in blood. She opened her eyes a fraction, Connor could see that one of her eyes was starting to swell up.

"Help ... me." She whispered, then she closed her eyes again.

Connor reached into his pocket and gave Murphy the bag with the gold coins in it, "Finish up here and meet me in the parking garage."

"What?" Murphy said looking confused.

"Just do as I said, I'm going to go get the damn car." Connor said picking the girl up and carrying her out of there.

Before Murphy could respond Connor was already out the door.