Behind us, a black SUV was tailing too closely. I looked at my passenger, Tez, who was already texting someone on a burner phone. "We got company?" he asked, not looking up.
I stopped the car, and we immediately jumped out, the rain pouring down. The door to the warehouse was slightly ajar. "You ready?" Tez asked, pulling his hoodie up.
We pulled into the warehouse district, the bass vibrating through the metal structure of the building. The plan was solid—drop the bag, get the cash, and vanish. But in this game, nothing ever stayed solid. free_nle_choppa_x_splurge_type_beat_cash_trap_b...
I nodded, the "Free NLE Choppa x Splurge" melody still running through my head, a soundtrack for a life in the fast lane. "Let's make this money."
The warehouse smelled like rust and old tires. In the center, a single light hung over a table. "Where's the rest of them?" I muttered. Behind us, a black SUV was tailing too closely
"Keep it pushing, keep it rolling," I told myself, clutching the steering wheel.
Tez finally looked up, tapping the burner on his knee. "Good. We're almost at the spot. Keep the energy high." I stopped the car, and we immediately jumped
"Shit," I said, scanning for an exit. "They didn't just turn, they followed." Tez grabbed the bag, "Out the side! Now!"