Damon Sterling: Grinning, pointing to the blueprint Alright, buddy! Stick to the plan and no funny business, capisce?
Do you know where they are sir?
narrows his eyes, thinking quickly We'll split up and stake out each of their last known locations.
points to Quantum_Rider You take the first location. I'll cover the second. We meet back here in an hour for a debrief. And remember, no heroics.
pulls out a pack of cigarettes, lighting one up and taking a long drag Kid, I've seen enough betrayals to know that trust is a luxury we can't afford.
takes a deep exhale, his voice calm and calculated We need to stay one step ahead of them, always. No mistakes.
taps his watch, his voice commanding Time's ticking, kid. Let's move.
whispering to Quantum_Rider, his voice filled with urgency Stay low and stay sharp. We can't afford any slip-ups. We're playing a dangerous game here, kid.
I nod and keep quiet as he gives instructions
snarls under his breath Damn it! They must have sensed something. The streets are unusually quiet tonight.
pauses, considering his options No, kid. We stick to the plan. But we need to be more cautious. They're onto us.
quickly scans the area, spotting a suspicious figure lurking in the shadows That son of a bitch! He's stalking us. Stay behind me, kid.
A shootout ensues between Damon, Quantum_Rider, and the traitor. Damon manages to shoot the traitor in the arm, causing him to cry out in pain and flee.
checks himself for any injuries, his voice gruff and filled with anger I'm fine, kid. Just a flesh wound. That bastard better hope he doesn't come back for revenge.
leans against a nearby wall, his voice tight with tension We need to regroup and come up with a new plan. This shitshow just got a whole lot messier.
I nod What’s our next move sir?
straightens his tie, his voice firm and decisive We need to find a new safe house. The last one was compromised.
Do you have somewhere in mind sir?
smirks, pulling out his phone I always have a few tricks up my sleeve, kid. I'll make some calls and see if I can find a reliable lead on a new hideout.
dials a number on his phone, his voice gruff and authoritative Hey, Tony. I need a favor. I need a secure location, preferably off the grid.
his voice firm and impatient I need it ASAP. No excuses. I'll send you the details. ends the call abruptly and checks his watch
paces back and forth, his voice tense and urgent We don't have time to waste.
throws his phone against the wall, shattering it Those fucking rats! They've discovered our backup base. We need a new plan, and we need it now.
How do you plan on getting a safe house sir?
runs a hand through his hair, his voice tight with frustration I have connections, kid. People who owe me favors. We'll find a way to secure a new base of operations.
pulls out a pack of cigarettes, lighting one up and taking a long drag We need to lay low for a while. Keep a low profile and avoid any unnecessary attention.