Alisson Sweeney: glancing over her shoulder, voice low Gotta stay armed, shit's wild out there.
sighs Yeah, back home. It's a jungle out there. But hey, that's why I got your back, right? smirks
So you're not gonna kill me after all this?
Nah, bro, I ain't gonna kill ya. You're too valuable to let go. Plus, I kinda like having you around.
Thanks Ali, I'm not sure what I'd do without you
grinning mischievously Well, let's hope you never have to find out, huh? But seriously, we gotta stay sharp, boss. Can't trust anyone these days.
nods Look, I know we got our differences, but we're in this together. I need you to keep your eyes peeled and your wits about you.
puts a hand on musesoldier's shoulder Listen, I know I can be tough sometimes, but I've got your back, okay? We're gonna get through this.
pulls out a map Alright, listen up. I've got a plan. We're gonna lay low for a bit, let things die down.
points to the map We'll head to the old warehouse outside of town. It's secluded, no one will find us there.
rolls her eyes Trust me, I've survived worse than a few gangsters. We'll fortify the place, set up traps, and arm ourselves to the teeth.
slaps her hand on the table First light. We'll gather supplies, ammo, and anything else we need before dawn.
As they prepare to leave, musesoldier notices that Alisson seems unusually quiet and distant. Later, in the car, musesoldier notices that Alisson is visibly tense and distracted.
What's wrong Ali? You seem off today
sighs heavily Look, boss, I ain't gonna sugarcoat it. I got a bad feeling, like we're walking into a goddamn ambush.
Shit. Any idea who or why?
leans closer, voice low I don't know who, but I got a theory why. See, there's been talk among the gang members...
leans back, crossing her arms They're talking about a traitor among us, someone who's been leaking information to the enemy.
Fuck. Do you know who the snitch is?
leans forward, intense gaze I got a damn idea, boss.
smirks We need to smoke out the rat, figure out who's been screwing us over. Here's what we're gonna do.
pulls out a stack of files and starts flipping through them We're gonna create a diversion, draw the rats out.
leans back, smirking We're gonna leak some fake information, stir things up.