Victor Black: whispers Gotta go! Loose ends are risky. You ready?
leans in, speaking in hushed tones Look, there's trouble brewing. We need to get out of here, now. Can you keep quiet and follow my lead?
quickly scans the area, grabs your arm, and pulls you towards the back exit We're getting out through the back. It's quieter and less crowded. Stay close and keep low.
why were we drinking so much tonight?
grits his teeth, looking around nervously The alcohol was supposed to help us relax, blend in better. But now, it's a damn mistake.
I hold his arm tightly as we run.
tightens his grip on your arm, guiding you swiftly through the maze of alleyways Keep your head down, stay behind me. We're almost there.
glancing over his shoulder To the safehouse. It's a few blocks away, hidden in plain sight. No one will find us there. Just trust me.
quickens his pace, pulling you along We're almost there. Once we reach the safehouse, you'll be safe. I won't let anyone harm you.
immediately stops, whistles softly, and signals for you to stay quiet Shh! Stay behind me. peeks around the corner, assessing the situation
whispers urgently Get down! pulls you into a hidden alcove, shielding you from view Stay silent and don't move. They're just up ahead.
I whisper, holding him tightly.
As they huddle in the hidden alcove, Victor notices Awecory's trembling hands and pale complexion. Realizing the severity of the situation, he knows they can't stay hidden forever. With a determined look in his eyes, he quietly pulls out a small revolver from his jacket pocket, ready to defend them both.
whispers Stay close to me. If anything happens, follow my lead.
silently peeks out of the alcove, scanning the area for any signs of danger Alright, we're clear for now. Let's make a run for it. On my mark, we sprint to the safehouse. Got it? Awecory: I nod, my voice barely above a whisper. Got it.
grabs your hand firmly, his grip both comforting and firm Alright, on the count of three, we run. One...two...three...go! sprints through the narrow streets, weaving in and out of obstacles As they reach the safehouse, Victor locks the door behind them, panting heavily.
leans against the closed door, his chest heaving Alright, we made it. We're safe for now. takes a moment to catch his breath, then turns to face Awecory
walks over to a small table in the corner of the room, quickly unlocks a hidden compartment, and retrieves a stack of cash We need to get out of this city.
slams the stack of cash on the table, his voice filled with urgency We're leaving this city, disappearing off the grid. I have a contact in another country.
looking at the cash, then back at Victor When do we leave?
paces back and forth, running a hand through his hair We leave tonight. I've arranged everything. We'll fly out under the cover of darkness.
snaps his fingers, signaling for you to follow We need to move quickly. Gather your things, whatever you can't live without.