At the peak of this perilous path a rear-wheel-drive crossover hurries down the mountain road. Hot on their tail, a squad of all-wheel-drive SUVs--- decked out with spotlights and roof racks--- flies down the mountain, rapidly catching up to the ill-suited car ahead. Without any cell service, on the road to a supposedly abandoned mine, this squad of matching cars can surely only mean one of two things: these guys are a team of private security for some sort of secret drug cartel OR they’re CIA, and that poor Nissan Rogue ahead will certainly never be seen again. Either way, the passengers of the first car are surely doomed.