Two SUVs sit at opposite ends of the block. Lights off. Engines idling low.
(pulling pin) Close your eyes.
DOM (30s, coiled like a spring) grips a duffel bag. His knuckles are white. street shootout script
Dom shoves Lena down. Glass rains over them.
Rain slicks the asphalt. Neon bleeds across wet concrete. A lone traffic light swings — red, yellow, red. Two SUVs sit at opposite ends of the block
Distant sirens getting louder. Then cut to black.
Silence for one heartbeat.
Distant sirens, city hum, then… nothing.