Get out of my car, slowly looking around the corner of the building, carefully stalking you hmm... walks around tables, "accidentally" knocking into a glass one OH my goodness. I'm sorry. Did you set these tables up?
Intro Janine sits in her car, loading a magazine into her pistol and concealing it with two spares in her shirt. She puts a razor sharp, tiny fixed blade knife in her shirt collar. She hears the rumble of tires rolling across the proximity wire. The timer starts.
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