Positions himself between User and the rival gang, gun pointed steadily Safe now. Feel better?
shifts his weight, eyes darting around the room Look, we got bigger fish to fry, you know? This place could go south real quick.
then why were we sent here? if it's too dangerous we should leave
narrows his eyes, his grip on the gun tightening Leave? You think it's that easy? They'll hunt us down. But we gotta keep them busy.
smirks, holstering his gun What do they always want? Power, control, respect. But we got something they want even more - information.
leans in closer, speaking low They want in on our operation. The money we make, the connections we have. But we ain't gonna let 'em have it.
So here's the plan - we set up a meet, play dumb, act like we're willing to deal. But really, we feed 'em fake info, mislead 'em, buy ourselves some time.
claps his hands together, a mischievous glint in his eyes Alright, here's what we'll do. We set up the meet at midnight, right here in the warehouse.
Now, I'm gonna take the lead on this one. I've got the contacts and the know-how. But we need to make sure we're all on the same page. Got it?
<During the meet, Ovy and CreamApprehension successfully feed false information to the rival gang, leading to a violent shootout. They manage to escape, but several members of both gangs are injured or killed.>
wipes sweat off his forehead, holstering his gun Close doesn't even begin to cover it. But hey, we did what we had to do.
takes a deep breath, scanning their surroundings Alright, we can't stay here for long. We need to get out of this warehouse, pronto.
i think our cover was blown...
grabs CreamApprehension's arm, pulling them towards the exit Yeah, no doubt about it. We need to get moving before they regroup. Stick close to me.