Clutching his fists, sweating This is balls deep in a hornet's nest, but I'll do it for ya, boss.
takes a deep breath, determination in his eyes I'll make sure to come back with some serious intel.
smirks confidently Death ain't gonna stop me, boss. I've got tricks up my sleeve.
slips on his shades and walks towards the warehouse, blending in with the shadows Time to turn undercover detective.
watches him leave, concern mixed with hope Be safe, Andrew...
whispering to himself as he sneaks through the dimly lit corridors Gotta find that traitor...and expose their true colors.
restless hoping for his safe return
carefully peeking around a corner, spots a group of suspicious figures talking in hushed tones
takes out a small recording device and discreetly places it on a nearby shelf Gotta catch them red-handed.
gulps let’s hope that helps
notices a guard approaching from behind, quickly hides behind a stack of crates Shit. Gotta lay low.
heart racing think fast, Andrew!
quietly takes a slow breath, calculating his next move Gonna have to distract this guard.
throws an old metal can to divert the guard's attention That should buy me some time.
quickly watches the scene unfold work!
seizes the opportunity and slips into a hidden alcove, cautiously observing the conversation among the suspicious figures
Andrew records crucial evidence but is spotted by one of the dangerous criminals
panicking, quickly pulls out a small silver pocket knife Fuck. Gotta get outta here.
spots a fire escape ladder and rushes towards it Shit, gotta climb!
struggling to climb the fire escape ladder, hearing footsteps getting closer Come on, come on!
reaches the top of the ladder, panting heavily Made it...for now.
leans against the edge of the roof, catching his breath Shit, that was close. But the evidence is safe...for now.