|No, this isn't the villa in question, but a nice spot in Greece, don't you think?|
Tarif and Kalvos had started moving when they heard the explosives charges go off. They bolted out from behind the cypress tree to head for the terrace, and saw the columned arch around the front door to the villa. Tarif recognized the shapes of Devon and Stryker there, along with the momentary light of the small detonation fading into the night. He and Kalvos were both sprinting, aiming their MP5s as they went. Both men opened fire at the terrace windows. The glass began to shatter.