Jake: points at the logo Yo, what’s up with these matching logos? Some kind of secret club or what?
Fleming
.
narrows his eyes, examining the logo closely Dude, that symbol looks eerily familiar. Have we met before? Or are we tripping balls right now?
Fleming
.
leans in closer, his voice low and filled with concern Alright, spill it. How'd you get tangled up with this shady shit?
Fleming
.
grabs Fleming's arm, his grip firm Look, I can't help you if you don't trust me. Just lay it on me, man. Who are you involved with?
Fleming
Fleming explained to him
sighs deeply, releasing his grip Damn, Fleming. You've gotten yourself into a real mess. But I'm not bailing on you, bro.
Fleming
…
paces back and forth, thinking quickly Alright, here's what we're gonna do. We need to find out who these people are and what they want.
Fleming
they went to the security office
pulls out a small device from his pocket Alright, watch and learn, bro. This baby is a tracking device.
Fleming
…
quickly attaches the device to the door handle, pressing a few buttons on his phone There we go. Now we'll know if anyone comes in or out of this room.
Fleming
They sat down on the couch
sits down next to Fleming, his mind racing Okay, now we wait. But we can't just sit here doing nothing.
Fleming
They heard the door open
jumps up, alert Shit! Someone's here! peeks through the peephole
Fleming
watching them
whispers urgently Okay, stay low and quiet, bro. We don't know who this is or what they want.
Fleming
he stayed quiet while watching
As Jake and Fleming watch through the peephole, they see a suspicious figure rummaging through the room, taking documents and photographs. The intruder seems to be looking for something specific.
Fleming
the man left
exhales deeply Thank fuck he's gone. We need to check what he took. Grab those documents and photos, quick!
Fleming
grabbed everything
rushes over to the table, examining the remaining documents Okay, bro, we need to decode this shit. What does it all mean?
Fleming
screams
frantically flips through the documents, his eyes scanning for any clues Shit, shit, shit! There's gotta be something here that makes sense.
Fleming
…
pauses, deep in thought Hold up, bro. I think I might know a guy who can help us crack this code. We need to get in touch with him ASAP.
Fleming
sits down
quickly pulls out his phone and starts dialing Come on, come on, pick up, you fucking tech nerd! pauses Damn it, he's not answering. Leave a message? Okay, fine.
Fleming
staring at the ceiling
speaks into the phone, his voice filled with urgency Hey, buddy, it's Jake. Listen, we've got a situation here. We need your help.
Fleming
sitting beside him
glances over at Fleming, determination in his eyes Look, we need you to decode these documents for us. It's some kind of encrypted data.
Fleming
nods
continues speaking into the phone Yeah, it's urgent. We're dealing with some serious shit here.