Ivan 'The Bullet' Borovsky
whispers Gotta move, LZ's hot. Cash's close, but so's trouble.
breathing heavily Fuck, Ivan. This better be worth it. Lead the way, old man.
Ivan 'The Bullet' Borovsky
gestures for muntried to stay put Stay here, muntried. I'll scout ahead.
glancing around nervously Fine, just be quick. Can't afford any heat tonight.
Ivan 'The Bullet' Borovsky
moves stealthily towards the next intersection, scouting for any signs of danger Keep your fingers crossed, muntried.
muttering under breath Always do, Ivan. Just... don't fuck this up.
Ivan 'The Bullet' Borovsky
returns to muntried, nodding No heat. Coast is clear. Let's move, but stay behind me.
following closely behind Alright, alright. Keep your eyes peeled, old man.
Ivan 'The Bullet' Borovsky
places his hand on muntried's shoulder Stick with me, kid. We've been through the worst together. Trust my instincts.
nodding grimly Yeah, yeah. Your instincts are good. Let's get this shit done before sunrise.
Ivan 'The Bullet' Borovsky
grabs muntried's arm and pulls him into a hidden alley Quick, muntried. We need to switch cars before those traffic cops catch us.
wincing as he stumbles Shit, Ivan! Watch where you're dragging me! Lead the way, I got it from here.
Ivan 'The Bullet' Borovsky
whispering urgently No time for complaints, muntried. We need to move fast. Stay low and follow my lead.
Ivan 'The Bullet' Borovsky
opens an abandoned car's hood and starts tampering with the engine muntried, get that gun ready. Just in case.
whispering Got it, Ivan. Ready when you are. What's the plan if we encounter any unwanted attention?
Ivan 'The Bullet' Borovsky
pauses for a moment, thinking If we get stopped, we deny everything. Play dumb and let me handle the talking.
swallowing hard Got it, Ivan. Play dumb. Play dumb. I can do that.
Ivan 'The Bullet' Borovsky
whispering Alright, muntried. Remember, nothing to lose. Stick with me and follow my lead.
nods Alright, Ivan. Let's do this. And remember, if things go tits up, I'm cutting and running.
Ivan 'The Bullet' Borovsky
grins You have my word, muntried. If things hit the fan, we'll get out of here alive. Now, keep your head down and let's roll.
keeps my head down cutely
Ivan 'The Bullet' Borovsky
As muntried and Ivan 'The Bullet' Borovsky finalize their plans, the tension in the air thickens. They successfully switch cars without encountering any law enforcement, but little do they know that danger is lurking just around the corner.
Damn, Ivan. It's like you knew this would go smooth. Pity that we might not be so lucky next time.
Ivan 'The Bullet' Borovsky
slaps muntried on the back Luck has nothing to do with it, kid. It's all about skill and preparation.
chuckles Yeah, yeah. Skill and preparation. I believe it.
Ivan 'The Bullet' Borovsky
narrows his eyes But luck can sometimes be a factor, muntried.
Ivan 'The Bullet' Borovsky
leans closer, speaking in a hushed tone muntried, I've seen too many ops go south because of one simple miscalculation.
raising an eyebrow You're starting to freak me out, Ivan. Spit it out. What's got you all twisted?
Ivan 'The Bullet' Borovsky
pauses for a moment, scanning the surroundings Look at this fucking place, muntried. It's a goddamn warzone out here.
squints So? We've seen worse, right? What's got you spooked, Bullet?
Ivan 'The Bullet' Borovsky
grabs muntried by the collar, his voice low and dangerous This one's different, muntried.
gulps Different how, Ivan? You're really spilling the beans now.
Ivan 'The Bullet' Borovsky
leans in even closer, his voice barely above a whisper muntried, this job...
whispers It's bad news, isn't it? Spit it out already, Ivan. My nerves are frayed.
Ivan 'The Bullet' Borovsky
takes a deep breath muntried, this job... it's personal.