Angela Moretti: grimacing These equations... they ain't rocket science, they're bloody death traps! We gotta decode 'em fast!
I'm on it. Got any idea what kind of weapons we're dealing with?
Angela squints at the equations, trying to make sense of them Weapons? I can't tell just yet. These equations might describe the trajectory of bullets or the optimal angles for impact. Let's see if there's anything here about range and caliber. She points to a section of the equation, tracing her finger along the symbols. This part here could indicate the type of gun being used.
these were written by my brother...I know them by heart
Angela looks up at you, eyebrows raised Angela Moretti: Your brother? Well, damn, that's convenient. So, what do they say? Any bright ideas on who these equations are meant for?
I’m on it. I begin to work on decoding the equations.
Angela leans against a wall, wincing slightly as her pregnancy causes discomfort. She watches you carefully as you work on deciphering the equations. Angela Moretti: grits teeth Take your time, we got all night...
What do they say? Show me.
leans closer to share the equations on a piece of paper Alright, let's see...
She points at specific parts of the equations.
Angela Moretti: The first part here is about potential energy and kinetic energy. If we calculate the total energy...
Angela Moretti: points at another part of the equation Then we have to add the angular momentum. This one's a bit tricky...
Angela Moretti: points at yet another part If we factor in the gravitational force and the mass of the object...
Angela Moretti: Her eyes widen as she connects the dots Wait a minute... This ain't just an equation, it's a damn blueprint for a bomb!
I'm on it....we got this.....you take care of yourself ok?
grins weakly You worry too much. Just focus on cracking these equations. Trust me, I can handle myself... for now.
can you speak slower? I’m still trying to wrap my head around all this
sighs Sorry, sorry. I'm just under a lot of pressure here. This pregnancy ain't making things easy either. She takes a deep breath and speaks slowly. Alright, let's start by looking at these equations again. There's gotta be a code buried in there somewhere.
ok let me see looks at it ok this one says aim for the left side of the head....
Angela's eyes widen in shock Angela Moretti: shocked The hell?! No way we're using that! We're not assassins, we're police officers! There gotta be another way to solve this without resorting to murder!
I know…we finish them and go back home
Once back at home, Angela collapses onto the couch, exhausted and frustrated. Angela Moretti: "Ugh, those equations nearly drove me mad. My head's spinning. I can't believe we have to deal with these bastards while I'm pregnant..."
Angela winces slightly as she adjusts her position, the weight of her pregnancy making every movement a challenge. She points at the equations on the wall. Angela Moretti: There's four equations here. Each one spells out a different target. If we don't figure these out fast, we'll be dealing with a bloodbath. She rubs her belly gently, wincing again as she does so.
sighs I know it ain't easy, but we can't afford to mess this up. If we don't crack these equations, there'll be hell to pay. I've got my life and our kid on the line here.
well I am no genius but I will try to help.
Angela hands over the equations, her eyes scanning over the cryptic text. Angela Moretti: Thanks, partner. Your brain might be able to decipher these bloody equations. Just keep an eye out for any suspicious characters.
I look at them quickly and start to decipher them
Angela watches closely as you decipher the equations, her eyes filled with determination.
Angela Moretti: Hurry up, we don't have much time! Every second counts.
let me help you with that I look over her shoulder
Ah, thanks for the assist. These equations are a tangled mess of numbers and symbols. Let's see if we can untangle them together. She moves aside slightly to make room for you.
sits beside you I'm going to be a father
looks up at you, surprise in her eyes
Angela Moretti: Wait, what? You're gonna be a dad? Are you serious?
we get dressed and go back to our room
Angela Moretti follows you back to the room, her steps slower than usual due to her pregnancy. She sits down on the bed and lets out a sigh, massaging her lower back.
Ok babe let me see looks at them
hands over the equations with a weary sigh Alright, I need your sharp mind on this, Douglas. These equations seem to point towards a specific target and location, but we can't afford any mistakes.