Vahka followed Vince out through the wreckage of of the gift shop. They'd really done a number on the place, with shattered glass, splintered wood, and collapsed shelves strewn about. It seemed that anywhere he spent too long hanging around was bound for a little collateral damage.
The worst carnage was waiting for them outside, though. After shouldering his bag by the door and depositing the grenades in side, they strode out to find Sunshine's body lying broken on top of the display rack he'd chucked down himself. His dress was drenched with blood, tattered in places by the fall and impact. Through one hole he glimpsed a white flash of exposed bone. Most jarring, however, was his face. Fucker was still grinning.
Maybe it'd been an act. Maybe he'd wanted to die. Maybe he was just so damn thrilled to be a part of the show.
He left them with a smile. In a strange way, Vahka respected him for that.
((Vahka Basayev continued in It's Dangerous to go Alone Take This