Peter nodded and turned to another one of his boys as he said, "You, take my seat. I'm riding shotgun."

In the end, he was no martial elite, just a seasoned contract killer who needed his firearms.

Moreover, orders from above were to keep this quiet, which was how he came up with this bulletless, clandestine strategy to eliminate Tanya. Should there be any surprises, he had also hidden a handgun already aimed from beneath the seats, which would fire if necessary.

He had been prepared to enjoy watching Tanya and Trevor choke to death if Charlie had never gotten in the car. With that surprise variable suddenly planting himself in the middle, he let the other ninja sit in the first row so that he could ride shotgun and stay closer to the gun.

That would keep him as far away from Charlie as possible to maximize the advantage of his firearm, and with six people in between them, he was in the safest seat possible.

With the seating arrangement finally decided, Peter turned to the driver