Ruiz and Jimmy shook hands, patting each other's backs. Jimmy whispered, "My condolences. Let's take a look."
Ruiz released Jimmy, shook hands with Javier and Hope behind him, and the crew members beside him had already pushed the coffin to the cargo hold's door. A lift came to lower the coffin to the ground.
Standing next to the coffin, Ruiz reached out and opened it. The head of seventeen had been shot, and the mortician arranged by Ghost had done some covering up, but the bullet hole marks were still visible.
Ruiz whispered something, but it was too soft for Jimmy and the others to hear. He quickly closed the coffin, waved his hand, "Take it back."
An agent standing behind stepped forward, pushing a small cart towards a parked funeral home vehicle. Ruiz returned to Jimmy's side: "Thank you, it's been hard on you."
Jimmy: "Don't say that, he was also my colleague."
Ruiz nodded, "Let's go, we'll head back first."
