Moneyshot

     Miles King was putting his life back on track after the chaos of getting out from under Mr. Sharpe's thumb two weeks ago.  An ordeal that had left the loan shark dead, his organization disintegrated, and Miles and his friends free to live their lives.  Tutti and J. D. scattered into the city of Indianapolis, resuming their lives of crime.  Luther took Loretta on a romantic vacation in Fort Lauderdale to ponder their next move after helping kill their former boss.  Everything seemed to be getting back to normal.

     "It's so good to be free of any loans.  Nobody's gonna mess with me now.  Got a big meeting today with a new investor.  If I make this deal, I'm gonna take King's Steakhouse national!  All about the Benjamins!  Yeah!" Miles cheered as he rolled into the parking lot of King's Steakhouse.  He parked in the spot marked 'Executive Chef/Owner' and climbed out of his brand-new Cadillac.

     A van screeched off the street, and power braked to a stop with its horn blaring.  A woman waved and screamed furiously from behind the wheel.

     "What the—?" Miles muttered as he focused on the driver.  "Tutti?  What are you doing here?" he called out in confusion and started walking toward her.

     An explosion rocked the steakhouse in a massive fireball.  Body parts, raw ingredients, and shingles flew.  Miles was blasted across the parking lot and slammed to the ground a few feet from Tutti.

     "Get in!  Get IN!" Tutti screamed as she revved the engine in frustration.  "We gotta get Jonny!"

     Miles rolled over in time to see a mushroom cloud a hundred feet tall as it enveloped his business.