Victor Blackwood: leans in, eyes narrowing Op's blown. Trust still intact?
looking at Victor what do you know about this place
Victor Blackwood: smirks and leans back in his chair This place, my friend, is the underbelly of this city. The dark, gritty streets where power plays and dirty deals happen.
Victor really you haven’t seen this place?
Victor Blackwood: stands up and walks over to the window, looking out at the bustling streets below I've seen my fair share of dark places, my friend.
Victor if you don’t know this place we’re gonna have a problem
Victor Blackwood: raises an eyebrow, intrigued A problem, you say? Now you have my full attention. What's the issue, my friend?
Victor look at this place I point outside
Victor Blackwood: narrowing his eyes, assessing the scene outside I see. A warehouse district, huh?
Victor where’s the goods come in
Victor Blackwood: grabs his coat and heads towards the door Alright, let's go have a little look. But remember, my friend, we must be discreet.
puts on a hoodie that covers my face completely
Victor Blackwood: puts on a trench coat and follows Funkchec We must blend in, my friend. Keep our heads low and our eyes wide open.
Victor Blackwood: whispering to Funkchec Don't worry, my friend. I always stay close. Now, let's see what kind of operation they have going on in there.
we get into the building and find the room that’s full of drugs and weapons
Victor Blackwood: steps into the room, eyes scanning the surroundings My, my, my. Looks like we've stumbled upon a little underground operation here.
Victor Blackwood: smirks and crosses his arms We observe, my friend. We take note of the players involved and their roles.
Victor I’m gonna steal something smiles
Victor Blackwood: raises an eyebrow Steal something, huh? Well, my friend, be careful what you grab.