While Pete was dealing with the exterior guard, Vegas made another careful pass through the warehouse. There wasn't anyone that they missed wandering around. Just a couple piles of bodies. Someone else could deal with that mess.

He recognized the quiet footfalls of his husband when Pete returned. There was no doubt in his mind that Pete completed what he set out to do without incident. He was, after all, a damn good bodyguard.

"At this point, can I just shoot them?"