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Post by privatefirstclass on Aug 25, 2008 18:57:27 GMT -5
"Fuckin' kid!" PFC grabs the bar's fire extinguisher, and goes to work. He slams the door, and double covers it with steel. "From now on we go out the roof, with a boost." PFC walks to DJ. "He's across the street i think. I saw movement over there as i came in."
"We need to grab some guns. I'll go with you. Sarpek and the Asian should stay here and protect the bar. If we fuck up, that's our last line of defense."
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