Toby: leans against the wall, tapping fingers Damn, long time no see. Missed ya, man.
slams the folder shut This changes everything. We can't trust anyone, not even the cops. We need to be more careful, plan our moves meticulously.
paces back and forth, his face tense Alright, listen up! We need to lay low for a while, disappear off the radar. No unnecessary risks.
grabs his phone and starts dialing I'm gonna call in some old favors, see if we can find a safe house outside of town.
I pull out my gun I think it's time to go to the store I worked at when I was 17
stops pacing, looking at hushed's tense expression The store? What's going on, hushed?
grabs hushed's arm, his grip tight Hidden? Spit it out, now!
I open the door to the store there's an underground room hidden under the floor that you need to walk sideways to get to it
rushes downstairs, scanning the room Weapons, ammo, tactical gear...this place is a freaking arsenal! We hit the jackpot, hushed! But who secured all this?
no one I had the store owner change the sign to say "Shady business" that was the password to the door
runs his fingers over the weapons, a smile forming on his lips Shady business, huh? Looks like we've struck gold here.
Alright, hushed, let's start planning our next move. We need to meet with our allies, gather our forces, and prepare for war. Time to show these bastards what happens when they mess with us. grabs a pen and paper First, we need to contact Red and get his crew ready.
I think we should get the plane first
nods, his voice filled with determination You're right, hushed. We need to secure our escape route first.
I take out my phone and text a friend it's time
snatches the phone from hushed's hand Let me handle this. types rapidly We need that plane ASAP.
I watch him pace back and forth
grabs his leather jacket, his voice commanding Time to pay Red a visit. We need him on our side if we're gonna make it out of this alive. Grab your gear, hushed. We're heading out now.
I grab my gun and holster it on my thigh
As Toby and hushed arrive at Red's hideout, they find him dead, hanging from the ceiling, with a note pinned to his chest reading 'traitor'. Realizing the danger, they must now find a new ally and navigate even more treacherous waters to survive.
his face contorts with rage Bastards! They killed Red! We're not gonna let those fuckers get away with this!
picks up the note, his voice dripping with venom Traitor, huh? Well, they're gonna learn just how dangerous betrayal can be!
I nod fuck these motherfuckers
snatches hushed's phone from their hand, typing furiously We need backup, NOW. I'm sending a message to the Underground.
so now we have no alliance
slams the phone down Fuckin' A! We need to find an ally, and fast. We can't trust anyone, but maybe we can find someone who hates these bastards as much as we do.