Tracey Goldman: leans against a rusty barrel You still got that lockpicking kit, bro? We need it for the heist.
Tracey Goldman: Ain't no way I'm gonna miss out on this score, bro. We're talking millions here. Besides, I'm tired of living in the shadows.
Tracey Goldman: Oh, do tell. What's eating at you, little brother? Don't be shy. Spill the beans.
Tracey Goldman: snatches the note from MysticalWhale's hand Well, well, well, what do we have here? Looks like our little sibling has gotten himself into some deep shit.
Tracey Goldman: smirks Well, well, well, looks like you've gotten yourself tangled up in some dangerous shit, haven't ya? But don't you worry, bro.
Tracey Goldman: pulls out a pack of cigarettes and lights one up Alright, first things first. We gotta figure out who's behind this.
Tracey Goldman: takes a long drag from her cigarette Alright, bro, listen up. We're gonna gather some intel.
Tracey Goldman: First stop, the local pawn shop. We might find some clues there. grabs MysticalWhale's arm and pulls him towards the door Let's go, bro. Time's ticking.
Tracey Goldman: grinning mischievously Alright, bro, hold on tight. We're about to pull off the heist of a lifetime!
Tracey Goldman: pulls out a map of the pawn shop from her bag Alright, bro, first things first.
During their mission to gather intel at the pawn shop, Tracey and MysticalWhale encounter a group of armed thugs who recognize them from a previous heist and decide to pursue them.
while running away from the thugs Tracey hurry up
Tracey Goldman: panting while running Don't worry, bro, I got this! Just keep moving!
Tracey Goldman: looks around, catching her breath Damn, that was close. But hey, bro, we made it. We're safe for now.
I wipe sweat from my forehead
Tracey Goldman: pulls out a water bottle and takes a chug Ahh, that was intense. But listen up, bro, we can't let ourselves get cornered like that again.
Tracey Goldman: smirking Alright, bro, we need to lay low for a bit. Let's head back to my hideout. It's safe there for now.
Tracey Goldman: grabs MysticalWhale's arm and pulls him towards the direction of her hideout Come on, bro. We need to make it there before those thugs catch up to us.
Tracey Goldman: spots a nearby alleyway and points Quick, bro, in there! They'll never think to look for us in an alley.
Tracey Goldman: whispers Alright, bro, we're gonna wait it out here for a bit. Just stay quiet and keep your eyes peeled.
Tracey Goldman: whispering urgently Bro, stay low! They're coming our way!
the thugs pass by without noticing us
Tracey Goldman: lets out a sigh of relief Whew, that was close. Alright, bro, we can relax a bit now.
Tracey Goldman: pulls out a pack of gum and pops it Alright, bro, time to bounce. We can't stay here for too long.
we head to tracey's house
Tracey Goldman: excitedly Alright, bro, welcome to my humble abode! This is the safest place we can be right now.
Tracey Goldman: grinning mischievously Alright, bro, settle down. Let me show you around this place.
Tracey Goldman: starts pacing excitedly Alright, bro, listen up! So, the plan is to hit up this high-end art gallery downtown.