Voronov steps off nearby, near some crates, as Frank talks to the foreman. She draws out her PB, checking the chamber, before holstering it as she looks around. Wonder where this 'Kellog' is?
She studies the warehouse's exterior, checking up on the roof and around the immediate area before scanning the nearby rooftops of other warehouses and buildings.
We drive off to another pawnshop where Kevin does the same thing, asking if the owner knew who this person was.
Kellogg threw the cigarette on to the ashtray, staring at one of his bodyguards and nodded. "Call our boys. Take action." He declared before rising up from his chair.
...
Meanwhile two foremen from the far distance went forward and aided their friend. They saw Frank speak to the foremen. The foremen adjusted their helmets and nodded. "What's up? You looking for someone?"
"Yeah, I'm looking for someone. The guy who ruffed you up and trashed the place." Frank describes the face from the picture. "He also wore a tan suit. You guys seen him?"
The two foremen stared at the picture for a minute before looking at each other. Nodding. "Kellogg." The other foreman stared at all three.
"You know where I can find him?"
"Heh. Yeah, we got all of his traced locations near the back. He keeps on shooting up chinese stores. I can go to back." One of the foremen said gesturing.
...
The clerk shrugged and shook his head. While three teenagers observed items around the store who've recently entered.
"Show me" Frank followed the foreman
"Alright." The foreman with a yellow hat said gesturing Frank to come to the back while the two foremen were left alone.
Kevin called to the teens, "Hey, seen this guy?"
George gets his M60 to hand, watching the teens closely. "Trust no one."
"Doesn't look like one man did this much damage. Did Kellog have friends with him?" Frank asked as he followed the foreman.
Voronov watches the two foremen, as Frank follows the other one off into the warehouse. She then strolls over, looking around as she walks.
"Hey, either of you got a smoke?" she says as she steps up, turning her military cap around, and straightening her long black ponytail.
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"I dislike this Kellogg already."
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"Oh Kellogg, he has a lot of friends up his sleeve. Bodyguards who protect him." The foreman said as he went towards a long corridor. Meanwhile they passed along a fridge as he opened it up. Two opened cans of beer. The foreman grabbed two of them, one was marked another one wasn't. The foreman drank the marked one as he extended the unmarked one to Frank. "Want one?"
...
The foremen nodded and one of them turned "I have some in the Left Wing. I'll be back." He said while the other foreman waited patiently.
...
The teens walked up to Kevin and saw it with full detail. "Sure braw. Come on." One of the teens gestured outside and saw the sunlight engulf him. He saw a lens flare and stared at it.
...
The foreman walked to the Left wing and got a cart of cigerretes laying on one of the crates, seeing a telephone laying beside it as he tilted his head. He dialed a few numbers and pressed it against his shoulders. "[Loro sono qui.]"
Kevin follows the teen.
Julia follows closely behind Kevin, keeping an eye out behind them.
Frank looked at the can then back at the foreman. "Sure.." He grabbed the can. "About those locations."
Voronov eyes the foreman that remained. She looks around. Three foremen. No workers.
"Must be a slow day. Workers on break?"
George steps out of the car, slipping his M1911A1 into his fatigue pants and his knife into his pocket. "Hold for me, Mike." He starts following the group, albeit from farther away, as to not get the teens suspicious.
The sniper on top of an apartment saw the teen and the fatass coming out of the pawnshop.
...
The foremen was confused as he saw about 15 workers fixing the place. "Uh? No?"
...
"Yeah the locations. First you gotta go to Pactl St and then to Spawn street." The foreman said. "There's also another you have to go to." He said scratching the back of his head.
"Hell." The foreman threw the can at Frank's face and pulled out a gun.
...
The sniper pulled the trigger and fired as the three teens pulled out guns of their own, firing aimlessly.
"Oh! Sorry. Didn't see them." she said, chuckling a bit. "I'm new here."
Kevin dives behind cover and pulls out his glock
The beer splashes Franks's face, but only slows him down. He noticed the foreman pulling a gun, so he goes by instinct. He attempts to grab the foreman by the wrist with one hand and by the neck with the other. While yelling "Rodney, time to kick some ass!"
Kevin fires twice
"Motherfucker, I knew it!" George yells as he dives behind the closest object and pulls his pistol out
Julia dashes towards cover. She takes out her Type 54 and loads in a clip while turning off the saftey.
Voronov hears Frank's yell to Rodney, then looks up at the foreman.
"Move, and I'll end you."
Rodney was taken by surprise by Voronov's sudden hostility. "Oh shit, what?"
He quickly thumbles around in his pockets in an attempt to grab a weapon.
George begins rapidly discharging his pistol in the direction of the teens, "Take this you fuckin' COMMIE GOOK PIECES A' SHIT!"
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