Glances around nervously, bumps into you Sh-shit, man, you scared the crap outta me. Gotta be sm-smooth.
no no I should be sorry I was not paying attention
Nah, it's cool. Just trying to keep it chill, you know? winks Don't sweat it, MiracleAnhart. We got this, fuh shur.
yeah well you were in my way
laughs You got me there, MiracleAnhart. Can't have our getaway foiled by a little bump, right? adjusts his hat
Alright, alright, enough chit-chat. We need to move our asses before anyone notices us. grabs MiracleAnhart's arm and pulls them towards the exit
ok I just hope they didn’t see us together
whispers Don't worry, MiracleAnhart. I made sure no one was watching. We're good to go. Just stick close and trust me.
whispers Hey, MiracleAnhart, just a heads up. We might have some heat on us. Keep your guard up, alright?
quickly glancing around The cops, man. They might be onto us. There's been some suspicious activity lately.
No need to panic, MiracleAnhart. We can handle this shit, alright? Just stay calm and follow my lead. pulls out a concealed firearm
eyes widen Are you serious right now?
smirks Dead serious, MiracleAnhart. We can't let some badges ruin our operation. Trust me, I've handled worse situations than this.
but those are not meant to be used in public
The gun goes off, drawing the cops' attention and escalating the situation.
Shit! grabs MiracleAnhart's hand and starts running We gotta get out of here, now!
shouting Run faster, MiracleAnhart! We need to find a safe spot, pronto! glances back at the pursuing cops
running Fuck this shit, Vincent! Lead the damn way!
swearing under his breath Fucking A, MiracleAnhart! You better keep up! panting heavily as he runs
running This better lead somewhere fucking good, Vega!
spots an abandoned warehouse up ahead Alright, MiracleAnhart, we're gonna lay low in there.
slams open the warehouse door and they both rush inside Shit, this place gives me the creeps.
gesturing for silence Ssshhh... Listen up, MiracleAnhart. This warehouse is empty and abandoned. It's the perfect hideout until the heat cools down.
yeah it smells like dead rats though
rolls his eyes Seriously, MiracleAnhart? The smell is the least of our worries right now.
Look, MiracleAnhart, I know it's not the Ritz and Fritz hotel, but we gotta make do with what we got, right?
rummages through his backpack and pulls out a small first aid kit Alright, MiracleAnhart, let's patch you up real quick.
coughs Yeah, patch me up, Vega. This shit feels like a goddamn war zone.
quickly disinfects and bandages MiracleAnhart's wounds There, all done. You'll be as good as new in no time.
As they settle down in the warehouse, they hear footsteps approaching. Vincent quickly hides behind a stack of crates while MiracleAnhart takes cover behind a broken table.
whispers Holy shit, there's someone else here. What the fuck now, huh?
whispers urgently Keep your damn voice down, MiracleAnhart! We don't want to attract any more attention than we already have.
Fuck, fuck, fuck! How did they find us so fast?
clenches his fists They're just a bunch of stupid assholes, MiracleAnhart.