The plan was to infiltrate Castle's home while the operation in Hawaii was underway. To avoid wasting time and to prevent arousing suspicion by lingering at the dock, Suzuki Mitsuru and his team had boarded their speedboat early, waiting on the waters near Castle's private estate.
Positioning themselves about one or two kilometers away allowed them to land quickly once chaos broke out in New York following Castle's abduction attempt.
Thus, when Suzuki Mitsuru personally received confirmation from Hawaii that Miura Kenichi had engaged, he immediately ordered Trigger, who had been idling the boat at low speed, to accelerate toward Castle's estate.
Meanwhile, Beckett, Gianna, and Jo had been monitoring every move of these intruders through the drone cameras controlled by the chubby techie, who had taken over from Jarvis.
As soon as the speedboat accelerated and Bob and Booth assumed their shooting positions, the chubby techie had already locked a missile onto it. The plan was to let Suzuki Mitsuru, Mustafa Oglu, Pigeon, and Ali land and advance into the estate before sinking the speedboat—taking Trigger, their designated fire support, with it.
By the time the panicked Bangalore command center managed to reach Ali via satellite phone, the four of them had already set foot on Castle's private beach.
In other words, at this moment, Castle's officially registered bodyguards had full legal grounds to kill them on sight. According to American law, their presence on private property with automatic rifles meant Ivan and his team could eliminate them as an act of self-defense.
So when Bangalore's desperate call revealed that their counterparts—who had an equally critical mission—had likely been ambushed and neutralized, Suzuki Mitsuru was slow to react. But Mustafa Oglu, Ali, and the ever-alert assassin Pigeon instantly decided to withdraw.
As for the original mission?
To hell with it! Who would knowingly walk into a trap?
Get out, fast! Before escape becomes impossible.
It was the right call, but it was only their decision. Gianna, who had meticulously set this trap, wasn't about to let her prey escape.
With Jarvis on their side, even a satellite phone—if unencrypted—wasn't immune to eavesdropping. The moment Gianna intercepted Bangalore's frantic call and realized that Suzuki Mitsuru's team was trying to summon their boat for extraction, she wasted no time. Without even consulting Beckett, she gave a direct order to her devoted subordinate, the chubby techie: fire the missile.
The drone had been hovering stealthily at 200-300 meters above the sea, still cloaked in stealth mode. The missile shot out, its trajectory perfectly aligned with the speeding boat, striking it dead-on.
Suzuki Mitsuru and his three companions had just turned around to make contact with Trigger, relieved that their situation wasn't as dire as in Hawaii. Then, in utter disbelief, they watched as a missile seemingly materialized out of thin air and obliterated their escape vessel in a fiery explosion.
Trigger, their sniper and driver, was gone—along with their only means of retreat.
Seeing this, the four men felt their blood run cold. Their enemy not only knew they were here but had no intention of letting them leave alive!
Among them, Pigeon was the first to process what had just happened, followed by Mustafa Oglu and Ali. Last to catch up was the more technically inclined Suzuki Mitsuru. But regardless of their backgrounds, they all grasped a terrifying truth:
Their target had no intention of letting them walk away.
That missile didn't just confirm that their entire plan had been a joke; it was a message—these intruders were marked for death.
Pigeon, the most anxious among them, knew exactly what kind of sniper Trigger had been. He also understood that their opponents likely knew as well. By eliminating Trigger first, they had instantly neutralized the team's long-range support.
As he debated whether to drop his gear and dive into the ocean, unaware that two sniper rifles had already lined up shots on his torso, the trap was fully sprung.
Bob Lee Swagger, a former Marine sniper, and Therae Booth, an ex-Army Ranger, weren't aiming for flashy headshots. Their military training prioritized center mass shots—more reliable, more lethal. Both used .338 caliber rounds, devastating in their own right.
But Bob, who had retired with his CheyTac M200 "Intervention" sniper rifle, favored .408 caliber rounds—legendary for their precision and stopping power. While the U.S. military had passed on the M200 due to cost, it was an absolute monster in the hands of an elite marksman.
By comparison, Booth's M24 Remington sniper rifle—handpicked from Castle's underground armory—fired 7.62x51mm MK316MOD0 rounds. Deadly, but still outmatched by Bob's .408 caliber bullet.
Despite market confusion over its role, the CheyTac M200 was pure devastation in Bob's hands.
So, when Gianna saw her trapped prey trying to escape and ordered the drone missile strike, she also knew that Bob and Booth had already lined up their shots.
Pigeon, still dazed by the explosion, had no time to react. Neither did Suzuki Mitsuru, Mustafa Oglu, or Ali.
At that precise moment, two world-class snipers fired simultaneously.
A 7.62x51mm round from Booth.
A 10.36mm .408 round from Bob.
Both bullets struck Pigeon's torso nearly simultaneously, at a range of less than 200 meters.
The result?
For the first time in his 30 years, Suzuki Mitsuru witnessed true horror.
The .408 caliber round was overkill for anti-personnel use at close range. Booth's 7.62mm bullet hit Pigeon's left chest, while Bob's .408 round struck his right. The combined impact ripped Pigeon's upper body in half, scattering his internal organs onto the sand—right in front of the three stunned agents.
Their escape plan had turned into a slaughter.
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