Jace sat at the bar, drinking tea. The others were eating.
Robin turned to Jace, "So, about Santorino. What's you're plan?"
Jace sipped his tea, "I'm waiting on Mason."
"Who is this Mason?" Starfire asked.
"A friend. He hacks into Santorino's database regularly. He sends us intel. We're waiting on him to make our next move." Jace said, setting down the cup of tea.
After a few minutes of polite conversation and eating, the door to the room slid open, and Jason walked into the room.
"Jace. Mason just called. We've got a lead."
Robin turned to him, "And that would be?"
"Santorino's got a deal going down tonight. In his own warehouse."
Jace smiled, "Which means he should have a copy of his payroll there. We get that, and we can track down all of the people that are working for him in the city."
"Which means we're getting some action." Cody said, walking in behind Jason.
"You guys got the plan?" Jace asked, looking around.
Everyone nodded.
Jason, in full gear, sprinted off towards his hiding spot, followed by Cody. Robin and Beast Boy climb to the rafters. Starfire and Raven flew and took their spot in the shadows on the catwalk above the middle of the warehouse. Cyborg made his way to the main office, so he could hack into the database and download all of the files.
Jace turned to his sister, and nodded. Terra removed a chunk of concrete big enough to hold the two of them, while remaining undetected, while Jace filled it in by moving the concrete below it up to meet ground level. They floated to the ceiling, and waited.
After half an hour of waiting, ten men wearing suits walked into the warehouse, followed by five more, carrying between them a large crate.
Jace nodded to Terra, and leapt down from the rock, landing in the middle of the men. "So. Who's first?" He asked, removing the knife from his back.
The men looked around at each other, and started laughing. "Go home and read your comic books kid."
"Your gonna wish I'd stay home after this." He said, lunging to the nearest man, and slamming his foot into his cheek, causing a loud crack to echo around the room.
He whipped around and drove his knife into the gut of the nearest man. "Nice try."
One man pulled out a revolver, aiming at Jace's head. He was met by a smirking Jace, and an arrow through his throat.
Three more men fell before the criminals realized that Cody had snuck up on them. Cody slammed one of his axes into a man's neck, decapitating him.
Another man was launched into the air by a pillar of rock, showing that Terra had joined the fight. He slammed back down, landing on ground with a sickening crack.
Jace had replaced his knife with his baton, and had started to stun and knock out the rest of the men.
Within the space of three short minutes, all fifteen men had been either killed, or knocked out.
Jace and his two friends started to drag the bodies into the shadows, and the heads of the men that Cody had decapitated were thrown into a crate.
"When will Santorino's men get here?" Robin asked over the comm.
"Those were his men. Now we're waiting on the buyers. After we neutralize them and get the data, Cody and Jason will plant the explosives, and meet us back the tower. After that, we blow the place."
"Jace, there's a convoy coming up the road." Jason spoke over the comm, a bit of concern laced his words.
"How many?"
"Four cars, five motorcycles. Plus the semi-truck."
"Can you see how many people the cars can hold? How many are on the bikes?"
"Four in each car. One on each bike, and three in the semi. Twenty four in total, plus any that are in the back of the semi."
"Jason, Plan Omega. Cody, Plan Gamma. I want the rest of you to keep them from getting inside, so stay at the front entrance." Jace ordered his attack plan, and then disappeared.
Robin shot a glance at Terra as he emerged from the shadows, who shrugged. The others filed in line, and prepared to fend off the approaching gang. "Starfire, I want you and Cyborg to concentrate fire on the cars-"
Jason spoke next, "You guys don't need to do anything unless they get within two-hundred meters."
A shot rang out, and a motorcycle slammed into another one as the driver fell off. Another came, and one motorcycle exploded, the blast wave knocking the car next to it over the edge of the road, and into the water. One motorcycle rushed ahead of the others, and drove towards the warehouse.
Right as it was passing a tree, an axe came out of the lowest branch, slamming into the driver's face, knocking him over, and a scream split the night. Two more motorcycles exploded as another shot rang out, hitting one bike's gas tank, spraying the other with gasoline, and exploding.
"Ten down. Jason, plan zeta on the lead car." Jace said.
A shot rang out, killing the driver of the lead car, and then another, hitting the front passenger in the wrist, keeping him from taking the wheel. The car behind it slammed into it.
"Jason, explosive round."
A third shot rang out as the rest of the cars and motorcycles drove up to it. The bullet hit the gasoline covering the ground from the car wreck, igniting it, and exploding, destroying the rest of the vehicles. Except for the semi truck.
"Everyone, stand down." Jace said as the semi truck rolled to a stop in front of the warehouse.
Jason dropped out of the rafters, arrow notched, bow at the ready.
Jace crept up to the driver's door from behind the truck.
"Clip the passenger's right shoulder." He said as he unsheathed his knife, and ripped the door open, plunging the knife into the cushion besides the driver's neck.
"Who are you working for?" Jace asked him, reaching behind his back.
"I'll never tell you!"
"Damn right you will!" Jace yelled, pulling a pistol from his back, aiming at the man's head.
The driver jumped, and held up his hands. "He didn't give us his name, just said to pick up the shipment. Paid pretty well."
Jace grabbed the man's hand, and held the pistol up to it, "Lie to me again, and I'm blowing off your thumb."
"I'm no-" He was cut off by the sound of the pistol, his thumb now replaced by a bloody stump.
"You've got four more chances."
"I told you. He Didn't tell us."
His index finger exploded in a cloud of blood."
"Three. Try again."
"His name was Nico Santorino."
His middle finger hung on by a small cord of flesh. "Nico's dead. Try again."
The driver was starting to cry, "He said he was Nico Santorino."
His ring finger was obliterated by the pistol. "One more time. Who hired you!"
"Nico Santorino!"
It was like his pinky never existed. "I killed Nico myself! He's DEAD!"
"But-"
The pistol was aimed at his head. "One chance. Don't fuck up."
"It was Nico Santo-" His brains splattered the windshield, the ceiling of the cab, and his friend.
Jace turned the pistol to the only one left. "You've got one chance to tell me who hired you. Or I'm blowing your manhood off."
That made the man cringe, and raise his hands, "His name was Slade. Slade Wilson."
Jace smiled at the man, who couldn't have been more than twenty. "Thanks. Now, go home, and get a real job."
The kid nodded, jumped out of the car, and started running as fast as he could down the road.
Jace turned around to see the others staring at him, mouths wide open. Jason and Cody had started to drag the bodies into the building, or what was left of them in some cases.