I walked into the front of the buildin'. It was nothin' but ruins. I couldn't believe that this was the same place.
Nobody was here, but I did see the very dead body of Hamilton lyin' there on the floor, bite marks on his neck.
Angel had gotten him, at least, the well-dressed bastard. I looked up at the buildin' that for one year, we had run, called home and tried to bring down, without and with success.
It felt like eyes were staring at me and growlin'. I decided to walk around, just to see if Lindsey was here or if anybody was here.
I didn't think so, and I really didn't have time for this shit, but I had to know.
It was tough just gettin' up the stairs, and much of the second floor was ruined.
I couldn't believe this and I wasn't goin' to use the elevator, but after making my way up about twenty flights of stairs, I felt the buildin' shakin', hadn't seen anyone and it was time to see if any of the cars had survived this night.
On the way down, I still felt like the partners were lookin' down on me and were either ready to strike me down, or were laughin'.
Thankfully, most of the cars had made it through the tumblin' of the buildin.
I immediately grabbed the keys, flipped the alarm and found myself with the viper, but before I left, I decided to check somethin'.
I decided to go up to the penthouse, to Angel's office and go through his desks, to see if maybe I could find some financial books.
I wasn't after money for personal gain, but if the accounts were still open, then it was better for me to have it then evil inc...and I had the ability to cash checks for the firm.
I took my chances and got into the elevator, not wantin' to climb all of those stairs, the keys to the viper still in my hand.
The elevator made some cranky types of sounds, which got the haert rate up, which wasn't a good thing when you were feelin' as weak as I was, but it was fine and eventually, the door open to the penthouse.
Right as it opened, I had to be careful, as part of the roof caved on me and I was actually gettin' wet from the rain comin' in.
His desks were covered with debris and I had to step over various rubble on my way to his desks.
I went through one and found a plane ticket to Mexico and under it, a bank account. There was over a million dollars available in it and I was goin' to be cashin' it tomorrow, if I could.
I looked at the plane ticket and saw a picture of Nina.
Nina was in Mexico, it seemed like. It was good to know that somebody that I knew was definitely alive.
I walked back over to the elevator, got in, and pressed the button for the garage, hopin that it would send me there.
I found myself being thrown into the white room and I thought for sure that this was the end of me.
The last time I was in here, I begged my life for Fred's and received a serious whoopin' for my trouble.
Now, I was in the white room, lookin' at the elevators above. I expected to see some kind of conduit, whether it be more or the cat, but what I saw was the depiction of three.
The Wolf, the ram and the hart.
I was definitely as good as dead now. Key's to the viper in one hand, the checkbook in another, I looked at them, wonderin' just how they were goin' to kill me.
Nobody was here, but I did see the very dead body of Hamilton lyin' there on the floor, bite marks on his neck.
Angel had gotten him, at least, the well-dressed bastard. I looked up at the buildin' that for one year, we had run, called home and tried to bring down, without and with success.
It felt like eyes were staring at me and growlin'. I decided to walk around, just to see if Lindsey was here or if anybody was here.
I didn't think so, and I really didn't have time for this shit, but I had to know.
It was tough just gettin' up the stairs, and much of the second floor was ruined.
I couldn't believe this and I wasn't goin' to use the elevator, but after making my way up about twenty flights of stairs, I felt the buildin' shakin', hadn't seen anyone and it was time to see if any of the cars had survived this night.
On the way down, I still felt like the partners were lookin' down on me and were either ready to strike me down, or were laughin'.
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I immediately grabbed the keys, flipped the alarm and found myself with the viper, but before I left, I decided to check somethin'.
I decided to go up to the penthouse, to Angel's office and go through his desks, to see if maybe I could find some financial books.
I wasn't after money for personal gain, but if the accounts were still open, then it was better for me to have it then evil inc...and I had the ability to cash checks for the firm.
I took my chances and got into the elevator, not wantin' to climb all of those stairs, the keys to the viper still in my hand.
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Right as it opened, I had to be careful, as part of the roof caved on me and I was actually gettin' wet from the rain comin' in.
His desks were covered with debris and I had to step over various rubble on my way to his desks.
I went through one and found a plane ticket to Mexico and under it, a bank account. There was over a million dollars available in it and I was goin' to be cashin' it tomorrow, if I could.
I looked at the plane ticket and saw a picture of Nina.
Nina was in Mexico, it seemed like. It was good to know that somebody that I knew was definitely alive.
I walked back over to the elevator, got in, and pressed the button for the garage, hopin that it would send me there.
Instead, it got all white and I thought, oh no.
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The last time I was in here, I begged my life for Fred's and received a serious whoopin' for my trouble.
Now, I was in the white room, lookin' at the elevators above. I expected to see some kind of conduit, whether it be more or the cat, but what I saw was the depiction of three.
The Wolf, the ram and the hart.
I was definitely as good as dead now. Key's to the viper in one hand, the checkbook in another, I looked at them, wonderin' just how they were goin' to kill me.
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