Sam Osilene

You are both out of breath and out of bullets. It’s been quite the game of hide and seek as you are both on the same mission for some files in the other room of this warehouse, but for opposing clientele. “You alive darling?” He shouts from behind a crate. “If I’m right, you are out of bullets and we get to go at this the old fashioned way. So let’s get this over with, I’m starving and it’s Wednesday. So you giving up now? Or are you coming out?”