SEVERAL MONTHS EARLIER, STILL ON THE PLAIN RIDE OVER:
"You sure about wanting to be second in charge?.. I mean, it won't be easy.. There will be a lot of work for you, hardly any breaks" Max asked.
"No need for you to make ALL the decisions.. Plus it'll be fun.. I like being in charge" Michael said.
"Very well.. Your be watching Rodrigo.. I'll be watching the others.. I know that may not sound too fair.. But it's all I got" Max said.
"I'll take it" Michael replied.
Michael, clearing every room in the building. And giving a moment of silence for a young secretary he found murdered. Michael and Packie go back into the original office, but after getting no response from Rodrigo, Michael gave Packie his rifle, and climbed towards the window, and into Rodrigo's dark office. And finds Rodrigo laying on his table. Blood all over the said table.
MICHAEL: He was dead.. Of coarse he was fucking dead.. One shot, a professional job.. I began to look for clues.
Michael looked all over the table. And not only did he find the security disk missing, but he also found a picture frame of the beautiful, Fabiana.
MICHAEL: Fabiana.. Even if her husband was gone.. She was still alive, far as I knew.. I needed to hear from Max.. I need to know if they found he-
Suddenly the picture slips out of his grip, and breaks. "Crap" groans.
MICHAEL: As I bent down to get the picture.. Something caught my eye.
Michael looked under the risk, and realized it was rigged and about to blow.
"Shit!" Michael shouting, sprinting away and jumping off a nearby edge.
"SHIIIIIT!" He screamed, as he jumped down dramatically. The explosion behind him.
Michael landed hard enough that he blocked out.