“You’re a slippery rascal, aren’t you? First you trick the gate guards to let you in, then drive your car into a convoy transporting ten million dollars, and with a combination of gunplay, knife play, and sheer blunt force trauma, take out a small army. All by yourself! I’m amazed at your hutzpah, Mister… ah yes, Mr. Unwilling-To-Give-His-Name. That’s ok, Mr. Unknown, we’ll have an ID in no time. In fact, I heard there’s a team on its way to loosen those lips of yours.
“But never mind about that! Get comfortable - you’ll be here awhile…”
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